Hearts' Mending (1)
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
I'd like to call and ask if you'd stop by.
It's been too long! We really should catch up,
But ev'ry time we visit, I get shy;
I'd like to change that. Come, and fill a cup.
Whenever we're together, it's the same:
It seems no time has passed. Our friendship's fresh
As ever, and I think it's quite a shame
That decades lie between, for we just mesh.
Such friendships as our own are hard to find.
I've traveled far and wide, throughout the land,
With hopes I'd find one more such in my mind--
Without success. Not one. Dear, take my hand.
If I may love you, and you'll love me back,
I'll be content; my heart shall feel no lack.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
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