i'll hold onto you like a childhood promise, tucked beneath the blankets of a night when sleep won't come. i'll carry you in pockets full of unspoken wishes, like that whispered hope for skies that never rain on our best days— the kind of faith children have, trusting the stars will always shine through the cracks of their curtains. i'll hold onto you like the taste of summer air, the scent of dust and wildflowers, the endless afternoons spent dreaming. even when the world forgets how to keep its promises, i'll still have yours folded in the corners of my heart, like a vow never broken, a secret never outgrown.
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