my marriage poem.
Two people incomplete come together
To begin the story that never ends
Living in a process that builds onto itself
Adding levels to love as they go along
Each leaving pieces of their past
in the hands of the other
His hands to protect; hers to heal like mothers
All of the things that never made any sense led up to now
Now makes then make sense
Then makes them love this
Willingly ever after
real friends leave me notes above my bathroom sink.
I will forever reblog and share with my female friends…
(Source: jmullin, via thestoryofmyfuckinglife)
I will forever reblog
stranger-jhene aiko
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