You and me, hand in hand like always. From the moment I met you, I’ve felt safe and I can’t really explain why. Maybe it’s the way your whole face smiles when I round the corner, maybe it’s the way we are always laughing. It’s the kindness of your words even when I’m being stupid. Which happens more often than not. This sounds cliche, but some people are just meant to be. Like how Anne with an e said Diana was a kindred spirit.
Your mine, because you and me are just right. From the kindness is that gaze, to that heart so full I could drown if it became a lake.
Posted in response to the challenge Values: Kindness - Writing.
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