Wednesday, May 24, 2017

The scent of sunlight and warmth.
The stroke of freshly laundered clothes on skin.
The rich taste of chocolate running to my toes.
The sound of my heartstrings.
Blue skies splitting the air between two buildings.

Should I say it?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Jess Glynne - 
you say space will make it better
and time will make it heal

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