the most it has ever meant "i love you, noah." "i love you, noah." your voice reverberates around me, the circular tolling of bells, a round, a river of water whirling and eddying back in on itself endlessly. time doesn't exist, clocks exist. there are no recordable minutes or hours for the time it took for our hearts to recognize each other. i want to be a safe place you can put your heart, your secrets, your ghosts. |