These are my memories, my dreams, of you and me*
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
hands held
Tightness. Suffocation. Gasping for air, struggling to breathe. Choked with tears and sorrow.
But then he holds my hands. We bow our hands. We pray.
And suddenly... I can breathe again.
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