I’m bound to your bedside, your eulogy singer. I’d happily take all those bullets inside you and put them inside of myself.
"Now, I bring you flowers
I rest them six feet above your face
and wait for the rain to
melt them through the ground
until eventually they might reach you,
so that one day
you might feel the love
I forgot to give you
when I had the chance."
— Niall Donnelly, Anonymous Eulogy (via mashamorevna)
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