Shelter my soul

There's gems in my world. Tons that have stood right by me. We've outshine; Almost leaves you blinding. I'm understanding that no matter how many times I repeat the story, Whether the translation is dead on--Nobody an I mean nobody can ever grasp how empty this feels. And as much as they all know the passion that was set off. Letting go of that life isn't so easy. I'm still touching clouds with you from rise to dawn.

Meh, Heavens already so overrated. I rather burn in this hella life . 

You know that I'm no good

Past tense , I feel the motions when I rewind the clips and bitterly breath in old nostalgia. Never have I found true value in my present, I surely don't appreciate a love that I demand so passionately. Yet, I fail the trials more than ever. And here I am, again, praying for yesterday's rather than tomorrow's. 

Content. I feel my insides again. My body understands joy. I laugh purely, again. All because of you.

Summer 13

Hey readers! I finally came around to fixing my laptop and getting home internet. This means I'll be blogging more online than in my notebook. I'm excited to share some experiences and stories :)

break through

There's gems in my world. Tons that have stood right by me. We've outshine; Almost leaves you blinding. And as each of those gems has lost a trace of richness within my presence , I can only hope they have admired the time just as much as I've tattooed paragraphs upon paragraphs of moments that took my breath away. 

I'm understanding that no matter how many times I repeat this story. Whether the translation is dead on- Nobody and I mean nothing can ever grasp how empty this feels. & as much as they all know the connection & passion set off into the darkest of nights - it still can't be quite fully comprehended. I understand I lost, I do. But letting go of that life isn't easy. It's a flame I grew too a custom too. A world you loved too. I'm still here waiting for Friday nights. I'm touching clouds with you from rise to dawn. My heart feels so heavy and yet so free reminding gracefully as I barry your name deep within me. 

Lo ..

He still doesn't understand the fear I carry in my rib bones when I think of my future without him. He doesn't get the heartache in leaving all love, behind. 

13.