it's almost like i forgot how to write raw feelings. the real words that hang on the edge of my lips. the thoughts that are untarnished. inspired stories, the ideas. everything seems lost. but i like to imagine God took the words back, so i'll fight for them. we never learn to appreciate things that fall out of the sky, as much as those we dug out ten feet underground. the ones we pained to get.
i pray that you, like these words, will come home soon :)
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