Bailey.

I'd like to meet:

We'd pray to find our place. Take flight to eastern skies, and when the winds change, we'll be blown back to here. Bitter and betrayed, broken but never disbanded, we gave it our all. I was jaded then, and maybe I still am, but will push on. Missing but mended, some hearts never break. The things inside us all, found only to be stronger than before.Ill see you when the sun sets...