"it's you." khatoon hazara ||| 11:27pm, wed. 3.27.19

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"it's you." khatoon hazara ||| 11:27pm, wed. 3.27.19

I-

Here I am again... shall I do a twirl for you?

I... perhaps I should; see, look, my ruffled pride has been awakened and so has my happiness; they've been aroused and now.

[Breath]

Now...

Well, it feels like home, doesn't it, us being together again... like- we were-

Uh-... before...

[Blushes]

Did you at least save me a dance from your 8th grade prom? If so, can we dance it now?

"Am I still your muse, Harley?"

Your asking me brings about a smile, so, yes, of course; you always were, in my darkest of times; when the anger that was directed towards you wrote my words in sharp ice

When the loneliness our distances provided grieved my words in soft dirt, sprinkling just the tiniest of bits of fairy dust, hoping against the hopes that someday, my heart would one day rejoice by seeing you again

I do hear it at times!

When I am drowning in the love that surrounds us both and the ink that bleeds from my heart writes itself in little lace print; I am again enthralled, humbled am I by the even notion that it would be me... me to someday wed you, and it will be me.

I will wed you!

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