ღ♛⚜Mon Petite Chou⚜♛ღ

Listen while you read: I write this with a freshly sharpened lead, my love. I write hastily lest the moment be forgotten. I write now before my fingers seize up again. Tonight, not long ago, the wind thrashed my window and whistled around the corner of my house. All was completely calm and then suddenly

I see the sadness there behind her eyes…

I see the sadness there behind her eyes,She dreams that my woundsAre her wounds and they are:The baby that I lostIs now the baby that she lost,If I could take the sorrow from her,I would do it in a heartbeat,If I could tell her that tomorrow,She’ll feel better, I would,But that would be a lie,If more