She waits

She waits for him to come and take her away, to pull her out roots and all, from the only place she’s known. To remove the memories, the familiar places she still visits, because she can’t. She can’t remove them.

She waits for his new love to heal her. To open her and bring her to where she knows she should be. To complete the accent.

She waits for him to join her in the work. The light. The love. The help meant to raise vibrations and lift hearts.

She’s ready.

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