Life was moving and stopping. Life was present and absent. It was and it wasn’t.
Thank you for the revelations that you brought along with the chaos.
Flickering, fading, intermittent
Regardless of how it unfolds, there’s so much to be said about love.
You warm my heart, nourish my soul, and bring just the right kind of excitement, realness, and honesty to my life.
I hope you enjoy sweet treats, because life is too short to restrict yourself daily.
Please, whatever you do still believe.
Maybe today love looks like staying in your sheets and comforting your soft heart.
I wish you could see how special you truly are. Instead, you’re focused on what could have been and sad about what will no longer be.
A brief moment turns into a day, a weekend, soon to be weeks and months. I can’t quite explain it. Frankly, I don’t care to.