Please hear this. Bear with me. When you've read it and heard what my hollow chest has been imploring you to hear will you realize how hard it was for me to write this? Will you come and glue all the broken things where my heart should have been? Will I have my happy ever after with you? Will you believe me for the things I say? Please, for the nth time I've uttered this, hear me. Hear me out. Please hear this.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
My Promised Huang he
Stop saying forever. I know you’ll leave me. And when that
time comes, I’ll cry a river in commemoration of the love we shared (if we did
share it). Don’t worry, that’s not a hyperbole, I’ve saved enough tears in jars
to forge my promised Huang he.
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