take my hand and climb with me…

twenty eight degrees: ‘something so small can keep you alive…’

We Used To Wait ~ The Arcade Fire

twenty eight

Postcard penned to a younger self, ether message from present. To past. Amidst a forest of oaks and flurry of wild wings. These words:

Keep believing in love… it’s coming. It exists. And he is so ridiculously beautiful it will blow your heart apart. You will know him by his eyes. He’s just like you. It’ll all have been worth waiting for. Trust me…

I was right. Still am. You’ll see.

Hope that something pure can last…

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