Jackkkkkkkk …
Ξ December 5th, 2009 | → | ∇ music, personal |
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on December 5th, 2009 at 1:55 pm
“..she sat beside him, an array of medicines and potions litteres the night stand, book in hand, looking at the lines that striped the page but reading nothing.. her mind floated away on the rythmitic sound of his breathing.. and it was comforting. just like how a mother feels when she spends all night awake looking at her new baby and sits there listening to it breath. Listening to it live. Watching over the very reason for her existance.”