All That Heaven Allows ★★★★★

I am of course, holding my left cardigan lapel with my right hand across my chest, staring absent-mindedly out the late fall windows the last of the day's light dying in the tops of the trees first and then descending sobbing uncontrollably at what has been lost forever and what shall never be but what is not yet and what is not yet dreamt as the tears fall onto my pleated circle skirt, appliqued there as diamelle constellations thats all made up until its not <3 <3 <3

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