What if the earth crashed down upon us, trapping our bodies in our beds while we are curled up next to the one we love? Head on their chest, legs intertwined. What if the ashes came falling down on us; keeping our body preserved in the moment for the rest of eternity like two insects trapped in amber?
Think of a moment that you think is worthy of being trapped in time forever.
Think of who you were with.
Think of what you were doing.
and never let that go.
Think of who you were with.
Think of what you were doing.
and never let that go.
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