It’s our anniversary I’m all dressed up in black and white. I’m all dressed up, longing to hold you … though I know you are far. I covered my face. Life won’t see soft tears sliding down my skin. Not today. I sit at the table that witnessed…
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It’s our anniversary I’m all dressed up in black and white. I’m all dressed up, longing to hold you … though I know you are far. I covered my face. Life won’t see soft tears sliding down my skin. Not today. I sit at the table that witnessed…