Love flutters
like a drowning butterfly,
swallowed up
whole –
Struggling to keep my
head above the
ripples of your heart
Yet still wanting to be
hopelessly – no,
recklessly
flung into those depths
drowning…
drowning…
Kait King
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I sometimes felt like this in my dreams, like you locked in the box and you have no air
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Oh my dogg! Yes, awful!
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NGL, it was very real until the moment I woke up
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I bet! Bloody terrifying 😳
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True
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I do love reading these! simple short but thoughtful words.
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Thank you so much! That’s fantastic 😊🙏
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Reblogged this on Supernova Phoenix and commented:
Such a wonderful piece. Brief but touching. ♥
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Thank you! 🙂🙏
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Wow
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Beautiful
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🙏🙂
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Loved it 💖
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Thank you so much 🙂
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So true about love.
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Love is so fickle! ☺
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💘 Spot on 😛
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Very good
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Thank you ☺
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Nice
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Thanks ☺
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So descriptive! Beautifully expressed! thanks
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Thank YoU! 🙂
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My pleasure
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Am glad you liked it. Thanks too
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