In the midst of an office move, I found myself sorting through files and papers I hadn't laid eyes on in a long while. Holding a stack of papers together as a makeshift folder, I found these words, neatly printed in my own writing--probably pertinent at the time, but now just mysterious mutterings to remind myself of a notion now forgotten.
I'd come back to save you.
Simple things to make me smile:
- coffee stains on the counter
- pages and pages of largely scrawled ingenuity
...
And to make me melt, I can find these words elsewhere...put there just for me.
I wish I could do better by you,
Cos that's what you deserve.
You sacrifice so much of your life,
In order for this to work.
While I'm off chasing my own dreams,
Sailing around the world,
Please know that I'm yours to keep,
My beautiful girl.
And when you cry a piece of my heart dies,
Knowing that I may have been the cause,
If you were to leave,
fulfill someone elses dreams,
I think I might totally be lost.
You don't ask for no diamond rings,
No delicate string of pearls,
That's why I wrote this song to sing,
My beautiful girl.
"The girl" -City and Colour
...
Love you now and forever.
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