May you be the glue to collect all my pieces together
May your hands be the pillow to catch me when i fall
May your voice be the sound to guide me through this endless darkness
May your kiss be the hook to pull me out of the scariest nightmare
May i be the haven to enclose you at the end of that all
May my hands be the womb to carry you through the darkest days
May my voice be the sound to tell you the words you haven’t heard yet
May my kiss be the way to cherish every magnificent thing in you
Because i love you
Whitest nine
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