She sings to me, how sweet she seems. My mockingbird, she is my queen.

I come to her, she becomes my me. My everything, she is all I need.

I know that things didn’t turn out the way you wanted. They didn’t turn out how I wanted either. I am always amazed at how strong you are, strong enough for us both. You show me how the strong should be. You show me my own weakness.

I’ll make it up to you. Love.





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