Saturday, April 16, 2011
every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned
"i’m not a love poet. but if i was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that i really wanted to write about love i swear that my first poem… it would be about you. about how i loved you the same way that i learned how to ride a bike: scared… but reckless, with no training wheels or elbow pads so that my scars can tell the story of how i fell for you."
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