You must be tired. This is a chaotic journey, I know.
Now that you're here,
Sit down. Breath. Relax.
Let me kiss away the creases on your forehead and repair your heart until you get ready to be back on track, again.
Let me be your stop. Your cure.
Let me love you a little more.
If not forever,
then at least for a little while.
Let me?
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