Everything you carry,
You carry, together.
By Aricka GannonPublished 11 months ago β’ Updated 11 months ago β’ 1 min read
Photo by Thomas Bonnin on Unsplash
Back then,
the only English you knew
was my name.
Running toward the shipyard,
Lifting crates from the cobblestone.
You wrote me recently:
To love and be loved-
It means everything you carry,
You carry, together.
In a way, weβre strangers.
But I donβt miss anything from home,
Except you.
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I don't miss anything from home but you. - Beautiful. Nicely done!!