And I could write a song a hundred miles long
Well, that’s where I belong, and you belong with me.
And I could write it down or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found or swallowed in the sea.
(via frankybluerichards)
The soldier’s plan had worked; they had been reunited and when they both awoke, they embraced each other tightly and wouldn’t let each other go until sunrise.