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Painting of Her Heart

I am glad to be born. I’m really glad. I’m glad that I could meet you.

I always love you. I am the bird that keeps singing for you.
—–

If there was anything that made her the happiest person alive, it was when she was finally given the chance to say it at first value, he had been worth all of  her time. He had been the person she came back and forth every time she was about to make a leap. She was anchored for the reason she barely able to fathom. She felt so accomplished the moment she saw his back from afar. To hug his physical form. To leave him safe and sound. And it was enough for her. “Is it enough to have you  inside my heart? I feel like home, it is always the same.”
—-

If you close your eyes, I’m in your heart.


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