"I love you, and a part of me always will."
Who knows if you meant it then, if you mean it now, if you'll ever mean it - but I choose to hope that you might have meant it, and that maybe you still do. Because the feeling it gives me is warmer than any blanket. It's what this blog was created for. It was a little piece of warmth that wraps around me in a way this world can't get close to otherwise. Things like that, things like what you said - they're the needle that turn poems into blankets, and my life into something less ordinary and closer to miracles.
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