Tag: photo
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Polaroids of a Lighthouse
I admit I’m not the same women in the Polaroids anymore. I had to change to survive. To hold onto to the light that I thought had died. I spent time fighting to survive. Every note I sung off-key. Every quit moment full of contemplation and maybes. I still fill up with thoughts or you.…
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Pictures
I love you still. Silent words lie in-between us. Day dreams that faded into the background. Pictures never developed lie in camera rolls on dusty countertops in an abandoned house. Where we once held hands and made plans that never came into fruition. But my heart longs for you still. Love always, Esha <3
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