Draw me pictures of the pieces you watched leaving in the small hours of morning, the pieces that burned through the landscape of your life as you desperately tried to let go and move on and let it be. Let it be. Let it be as real and as raw as you feel it now. Show me you, all of you.
Fall into the light my love. But my wings are broken. You do not need wings child, the light will carry you.
Some days my biggest accomplishment is brushing my teeth. On those days I don't always feel worthy of being loved. When you told me I was an 'old soul', you were right, but I yearn for the fleeting moments of feeling young. There are days when I feel like I have lived ten lifetimes in… Continue reading Things I wish you knew