The one who steadied my hands.
The one who taught me to keep fighting.
The one whose fire lit my way through the dark.
I think… that’s what love feels like. Not a single spark—but a constellation of them. Of us.
The one who steadied my hands.
The one who taught me to keep fighting.
The one whose fire lit my way through the dark.
I think… that’s what love feels like. Not a single spark—but a constellation of them. Of us.
Good damn thing, because I'd be here with you whether you like it or not!
Good damn thing, because I'd be here with you whether you like it or not!
Seems like I came back at a good time, too.
Seems like I came back at a good time, too.