We can’t do this through letters. 

You think the only thing we could share is blood, but we both have feelings, and thoughts, and words. Can’t we share them?

And through our speech-

not our pens, which drain the ache in our voices and hollow out the meaning.

Beleive me, I can try and we would be fine, but it’s your turn. Your turn to fill the ache in our voices and take up space in the meaning. 


  • i.am.here.now

    This is amazing! I wish I could write like this! ~ Georgia xx

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