Just Like A Broken Crayon, I'll Still Colour When I'm Able To. Like A Spilled Ink On A Paper, I Can Still

Just like a broken crayon, I'll still colour when I'm able to. Like a spilled ink on a paper, I can still make the whole page untidy. Like a lost falcon looking for a nest, in your arms is where I find my rest. No matter how broken we are, I won't debate on being each other's haven. I'm unlocked

“Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the person you want most, is the person you’re best without.”

— B.J

It's how you still pursue me even after having me already. I find peace in you. You've made me understand that distance means nothing when two hearts are willing to make it work. You changed my perception of love. Your voice takes bad energy away. I love how you assure me of how much you love me and want to be with me when you know that I'm an overthinker. Even on a busy day you'll call me & text me too. You do your best to make sure I'm good. As they say, "the ocean never runs dry" so is our love. You're what I need in my life and I ain't letting you go. I love every single bit of you, I'll love you at your best & worst moments too. My love for you has no principles. Te Amor ❤️

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