Thursday 15 December 2016

My Hope.

There is no way in which I could possibly order a series of words that could even come close to explaining what you mean to me. You took every broken part and pieced me back together again, you held me together when I felt like all was lost.
The shining light in the dark.
The music that breaks the silence.
The joy within sadness.
You are my hope.

-Pippa McDonald

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