Ever wonder what it’s like to be loved?

Someone to declare it so publicly that you are their person?

To be embraced so tight like you’re the only one?

Feel a comfort so perfect that you feel whole?


I crouch down next to a large throne in my thoughts and imagine a embrace so out-wordly that I pray…one day…one day…my creator…one day.


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