Because of you, I was able to piece myself together from the shambles
Because of you, I started to learn what my worth was in this world
Because of you, I’ve learned that love is not some fairytale storybook
Love is paranoia and fear, work and fights, anger and distraught
Love is beautiful and amazing, unconditional and breathtaking
Love is two people who fight for each other no matter the odds
Because of you, I feel confident and beautiful in my own skin
Because of you, I have the strength to follow my own dreams
Because of you, I find joy every morning waking up next to you
You are my best friend, my love, my life, and my world
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Ashlyn Harper
A chaotic room of stories. My curiosities lead me in all types of directions, creating a chaotic writing pathway. I want this place to be for experimenting, improving my craft, and sharing new ideas with anyone willing to read them.
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Midnight
60 seconds… 59 seconds… Time was slipping through his fingers, though he clawed at the falling grains of sand, he could not stop the hourglass from flowing. Around him, the silence was deafening. He had taken over every screen in the command centre, putting the terrible seconds before the terrified eyes of his friends and comrades.
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