PM Love

Our souls and our hearts share different lives.

But I like to think stuck in time for a moment. Somewhere in this life’s infinite space..

A black and white memory replays and we are under the covers giggling in the clouds.

There once was time, where our past lives were shared in an existence tossed into a beautiful bubble blown to circumference.

Overlooking the rest of the world on fire, we held each other praying for lonely.

 

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