Tuesday, October 18, 2011

hold tight.

sometimes I have the strangest of feeling about you. especially when you are near as you are now. it feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. and when you go, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
Jane Eyre

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