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Belonging
When you put you arm around me Hand upon my waist I’ve never felt that way Both safe and thrilled in that moment I could have your arm and hand around me forever You named it belonging and I think you’re right Perhaps your arm and hand belong around my waist and that’s why it Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 