♥
I sat down to write about you tonightbut all I could pen was a heart
small but strong
imperfect. beautiful. like you.
You're broken
and I don't think that you know
that I know.
Oh - but if I had the chance
I'd crawl up next to you
and build myself a home.
I'd lose myself in your back roads
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