Where my own volition is of no consequence, becoming strung out by the lovers of tomorrow.
Yet, this is your own mess, so obviously. Your eyes can see what's keeping me from being all that I should be. Eventually, we will be together. In another place or time. But I can feel it in my very being, we are each others. Even God himself doesn't know what to do with us. So with every twist in time, we grow closer. But we always knew this would happen, and here we are. The words slip off my tongue easier than I ever thought possible.
Waiting patiently to be enchanted by the world.
-For Violet
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