...and in a way, it looks like your heart is a bungalow, and I was peeking by its window.. saw your love living inside it, beautiful in the soft glow of light... her secured demeanor radiating outwards.. while there's a turmoil of a storm outside, with me beaten and wet...
The ground started shaking, and as I looked up, the window canopy extended and grew into a front porch. Plants begin to flower around its ledge. A soft chair pops out, then a table, and a placecard with a "friend" written on it..
I've a place in your heart now.. and it feels like I could stay for as long as I want.
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