Just words

Just words

Saturday, January 27, 2024

Retrospect

"You were like the sea. Constantly rolling in and out.
Ever changing and never at peace. All that salty ebb and flow tired me out!"


She said with that trademark smirk he so loved. 
Loves.

He just chuckled.
And wished he could tell her that she was the moon, making it all happen.

Is still the moon.


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