I Drew a Map From My Hand To Yours, The Distance Could Swallow the Sun & the Love That Felt Infinite
Nothing grows here anymore
Not much of your heart
Is fruitful
Seedless and rigid
Not a bit plentiful
Bitter was your best
You could never fill
The hole in my chest
It's okay for forgotten promises
To fall through the gaps
And as delicate as these things are
Love is a promise
Remember that
Not much of your heart
Is fruitful
Seedless and rigid
Not a bit plentiful
Bitter was your best
You could never fill
The hole in my chest
It's okay for forgotten promises
To fall through the gaps
And as delicate as these things are
Love is a promise
Remember that
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Writer(s): Jonah Baker
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