We’ll work it out.

6 July 2011
spain:

I followed you without regret, without knowing where you’d take me. I followed you because I knew I could trust where your feet took us. I followed you through white snow and forestry and we made a home somewhere deep within those woods. You held me when it was cold and held me when it was hot.
And when you crashed into my arms, I held you in return.

spain:

I followed you without regret, without knowing where you’d take me. I followed you because I knew I could trust where your feet took us. I followed you through white snow and forestry and we made a home somewhere deep within those woods. You held me when it was cold and held me when it was hot.

And when you crashed into my arms, I held you in return.

23 June 2011
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