My love.

I looked across the room and there you were. Even then I saw that you were broken in the same places that I was.

For a brief moment it gave me hope that I was not alone.

Our scars linked hands that day.

How beautiful it has been with you at my side.

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Liezel Graham

Wife. Mum. Lover of words. Lover of the Word. Writer of stories. I drink too much coffee and dream improbably big dreams. The quintessentially weird kid, all grown up and (still) finding refuge in books and words.

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