Oakenheart

do you remember
when we climbed that oak tree
at the park?
there was something about that moment
that makes it hard for me to forget;
we were just two broken people
trusting the branches
of something new.
something honest.
something true.
i know you didn’t want to climb too high
but i was ready.
ready to catch you,
ready to fly.

~lt

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