Under The (B)ridge; Another Thought


You know, when you’re driving and its pouring down rain, you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it’s almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before.

You are my (B)ridge.

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