When I gave you the
directions to my heart
you followed carefully
and even stopped at times
to confirm you were
going the right way.
This is why you’ll
forever hold my map.
What happens when words whisper? They form poetry. They tell stories. They breathe life. Right here…
When I gave you the
directions to my heart
you followed carefully
and even stopped at times
to confirm you were
going the right way.
This is why you’ll
forever hold my map.
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