Only With Love Comments

For a over a year we were a permanent fixture, a blank canvas before you paint a picture.
Barely enough determination to wake, because there was nothing at stake. A sadness so deep, we just wanted to sleep. Nothing to plan, nor to navigate, led to a hopeless state.
Minutes felt like an eternity, days felt like years….I couldn't stop the tears….
It must have been God who gave us the tiniest of fight, so that we could see just a little light. We held on by fingertip, not enough strength for an entire grip.
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