Ours

Ours isn’t a beautiful mess.After all, as beautiful as a mess is, it’s still just that: a mess.

Ours in an empty room with all the space in the world. Light streams in with chatter, laughter and music in the air.Ours is laid back. We have all the time in the world. Maybe we’ll put up curtains and toss a carpet on the floor like normal people do. On the other hand, we may just chase each other around this empty space or skid around in our socks falling all over each other. We’re in no hurry, no one is setting our pace or carving our path. This room is ours to do with as we please…

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