September 2011
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You said we were like twins.
Or brothers in arms.
Long ago, before we had these curls, these eyes.
that’s the thing about love.
It never ends.
you’re opening a door to an ocean ;
A door that you cannot close,
An ocean that you cannot contain.
And that’s the scary part…once you start loving someone, you never stop.
But it’s our calling. and if we don’t...