"All of you"
More than a text or phone call
More than just a photo or two
Instead of choosing one, I choose all of you.
Not just my brother or my sister, but all of my family and friends
If I had to choose just one thing, I’d choose you all to the very end.
Stranded on an island, there’s one thing I hold dear
No matter how far away I am, each of you would be near.
To my heart closestI’d hold
something new, yet also old.
Smiles, tears, and laughs all captured in time
forever on this island, me and these precious memories of mine.
And every passing day I’d read from cover to cover
while over the photos and captions my finger would hover.
More than a text or phone call,
More than simply a photo or two,
But in my scrapbook I’d bury my nose
to remain close to each one of you.
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