After Sorrow

There are no words
There is literally
Nothing
That I can say or do
That will help

Just know;
If I were a shooting star
I would stay up every night, for a hundred years
Just so I could listen to all your wishes
And give you your dreams in the morning

Because…
I love you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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