Fragments of the Heart

The Drawings of Our Lives

Fragments of the Heart

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F R A G M E N T - 74

The Drawings of Our Lives

Will you hold this paint brush with me?
I'd like to paint a path with you.
Let us hold our colorful hands together
and tint this world a better hue.

We can sketch the faces of our loved ones.
Our amazing art can engulf our days.
Won't you help me create the ultimate masterpiece to escape this horrible phase?

I can see our fingerprints in the future.
They'd be colored with the shades of the sky.
When two canvases become one
we could bask in the values we'll live by.

Together we'll throw caution to the wind.
It's okay if we get a little messy in the middle.
As long as we have each other's backs
all our worries become little.

Why don't we start from the beginning?
Holding hands is more than enough.
We can take baby steps
and take things slow— not rough.

We deserve every second of love
after all we've been through in the past.
We'll test the light, pastel colors.
The bold shades could be saved for last.

You see nothing is forever in life.
People change and moments pass.
Don't take things for granted
and pick up a paintbrush with class.