song for my star, sweetheart

one last flood will save us all sometimes, bring us focus (happens to be home) and i can see you shining howver long from now (and know you will, you always have) and we're all just so many testaments: the way i loved (still do) you is mythical, will be, can be made into storybooks or put into passages that total out at a little under perfect (we magic precious lucky few)
good enough is having you.

2004-05-18 | 4:19 p.m.
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