writing down the bones alone/ with the aid of poets and songwriters. a place to be safe in a unsafe world. kat finley
I miss you my sweet boy.
I feel torn, a piece of me is missing. The best part. You changed me and made me better. You saved my life. I just want to hold you, my darling boy.
I love you so much. As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.
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