smiles – Chaos of Life

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wrinkles

wrinkles hold stories of triumphs and tribulations.

words that make up my story.

what once was is no more.

It’s beautiful.

This is love – quiet and serene.

at peace.

whispered confessions of love hidden behind sweaty palms and shy laughs.

the push and pull of happiness and sadness rips me apart from the inside.

love is a choice, and, when it’s made, it’s eternal.

this past year flew by without a breath to waste.