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I was so hollow, and then you spoke, and the echo of your voice still clings to the walls of my heart; refusing to let go.

Like the sound of the ocean, I close my eyes and lose myself to your gentle voice; reminding me what love sounds like.

And though this cavern remains empty, it is accompanied by the presence of your absence; this place waits for you to come back and fill it up with the joy of your laughter, and the warmth of your heart.


— T.B. LaBerge // When Love Was Here (via tblaberge)