Real soul-mate.

December 14, 2014

Its a feeling not a knowing.

Curiosity and randomness lead me to you.

I feel so blue.

We are so clueless.

Where to begin and where to end.

Where's my friend to ease my pain?

No one but my other half.

I love you to the moon and back.

conscience spoke as I looked back at the mirror.

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