Wednesday, August 25, 2010

In Sun

I wonder if I cling too much sometimes, if I worry that if I don't hold on you'll just float away, off into the sky to watch over everyone, beautiful and unobtainable forevermore. So perhaps I should just hold on tight, hold you close, and keep you grounded with me. That way, at least, you'll stay mine.

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