April. 20, 2017
There's a story about a girl and her hero in the night sky. Distance was always a part of the equation but so was love. The skies whispered the aches and memories tied like strings on kites, to fly where hearts desired but still attached to their lovers. Finally the gods called them back and the mountains and clouds shook with such eagerness it felt like the world would end. Please know this: take all of me, wherever you go, the traces of patience and kindness will follow. You are the bloom of pinks and trembling tangles in the morning sunlight. The patterned streaks of sleepiness still visible on soft cheeks.
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