Safety

Sometimes I wish I could just take a break from my life, live far away in a secret place, read a book and eat cake but sadly I can’t. I’m stuck with this, and it’s dragging me even if I don’t want to.

Good thing I have you. You are better than a secret place, or a good book, or a sweet cake. I’m as good as safe in your arms.

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