my sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spoke

stories about bears climbing diamond trees, complete with lots of honey and (bear) hugs. a place to go that feels like home every time you walk in. shirelles records and “serious” tea. a song for every emotional trauma and people ready to belt out the lyrics with you. little kind comments that add up to a happy settled feeling in my stomach. a (permanent) last call of the day.
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I love you too...
from you know who, my long lost twin
Ooh, you know you've lost touch when cryptic posts like this elude you, too...
My personal 'last call' as well.
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