Existence

I think I was trying to capture the essence of everything you have always been but words never do you any justice and pictures can never capture the true meaning of your existence. I wish we had more time to talk, to laugh, to cry, to love, to fuck. I wish we had more time to figure shit out together. Get lost, then found. Fall apart, then rebuild. I think I was just trying to love you the way you have loved all the wrong people. Because you have always deserved the type of love you could feel free within. Because you are some kind of magic, someone to cherish.


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