Notes
In Dream
Black and enduring separation
I share equally with you.
Why weep? Give me your hand,
Promise me you will come again.
You and I are like high
Mountains and we can't move closer.
Just send me word
At midnight sometime through the stars.
-Anna Akhmatova
1 comment on lost in my bedroom (again)
porcelaincheeks January 30, 2014
this is perf i'm in love with every song
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