Tuesday

I’ve probably seen this thousands of times
But not many times, not in the past few hundred times that I stop and realize how fascinating it is
It is the same. It is just another one… and it just has never changed
A Little kid, running around with a toothless smile, screaming like a burning monkey…
To everyone else, that what he is
But to her, who’s sitting across the room on the other side…
It’s a life that lives within.
Affectionate eyes … knowing she’s here for him
Honest smiles … knowing whenever he falls, she’ll be there to take his hands
We’re safe here at home in each other’s arms
We pray… whatever bad thing that’s coming your way, please please come to me
I know this place…
The place where people look from the outside
The place where people understand but they can’t feel
I just think… there’s nothing I wouldn’t trade to be there
I just know… there’s nothing I would care more than to live life beside you
People can try to manipulate, to damage. People can try their best to take it away.
Whatever in heaven or in hell that they do…
They can never change it any other ways
Toothless, burning, screaming as it is

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