Wednesday, January 25, 2012

This is when these little things start. ❤

Tossed in the raging tempest
My heart, fragile as glass, unyielding as steel
Emotions fly with the wind


Little sighs
Too tired to try.

This is when these little things start.
Goodnight sweetheart.
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