We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.
The snow fell heavy and fast all night long, coating the world in a blanket of wonderful white that silences everything small to great. A sense in what has changed visually and aurally is maybe why we both rise early this morning.
We are so busy putting on faces, we are never real with one another.
I want to draw them like my french girls.
How she is quiet before his robe falls
Tenuous grasp though It may seem,
Love is fine But friendship Is better
‘Cause I don’t thing that they’d understand.
I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be And I don't wanna be home right now And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life And sooner or later, it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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And you did.
And I do.
But now what?
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
The dust motes drift languidly Like they have nowhere to be.
7pm – October 21, 2024
A coal train clacks and rumbles by.