Thursday, September 5, 2013
You're the only song I know.
I've seen heaven and I've tasted hell, but the only song I care to hear is the sound of your feet as we danced across the hard wood and the way your laugh echoed through the halls.
Music is rooted in love.
I am rooted in you.
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