Repairing

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Repairing feels so much better than tearing down.
We're talking again. And it feels... Good.
Just as friends this time. None of that romance for us.
Platonic instead, is more fun that ever could.

I'm glad we are talking.
I'm glad there's not anymore tension.
I'm glad things are looking up.
I'm glad, if I forgot to mention.

It feels good to repair.
To build a garden instead of barbed wire fence.
There's a lot more joy in pretty flowers.
And a lot more love in greenhouse tents.

Repair is good.
It's healthy and helpful.
Damage is... not great.
Though it can be quite useful.

For sometimes in order to repair, we must first break down the walls that separate us.
I'm glad that my old walls are down.
I know in good time we will all leave this town.

So for now, lets sit back.
Enjoy the sun.
Be friendly.
And just, have fun.

Repairing feels so much better than tearing down.
It feels great to say yes, yes we are friends.
I'm quite satisfied with life tonight.
Now that with both I have made ammends.

I'm happy, for once.
And I'm thinking that the ups are beginning to outweigh the downs.
And I couldn't think of a better way to end the night.
I can't wait to sleep, and dream of beautiful gowns.




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