The stars align. A ship is home. The future arrives swiftly like a storm.
He makes me come loud. He makes me come softly but swift. He makes me want to breathe and take my time through this state I’m in.
For there is honor in a good death especially the daily death of everyday living.
You have to be courageous and bold enough to have nothing over and over again...So when you have something you’ll know how to listen and appreciate it over and over again until it is time to let it go.
I just couldn’t do that to myself again.
For who are you to know what it is you truly want? Some wants disappear some wants are marked in your soul forever and some wants were just not meant to be.