"Is that why you always want me to sing? I thought it was my honeyed tones." I joked, but my throat was suddenly tight, too tight to sing. "It's more than that. You can't see a song. You feel a song, you hear a song, you move to it. Just like I can't see you, but I feel you and I move toward you. When you're with me, I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else can hear it but me."
— Jun 28, 2015 10:12AM
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