seeing you happy makes me happy– regardless of where you’re rooted.
seeing you happy makes me happy– regardless of where you’re rooted.
I get lost sometimes in my love for you– it’s good to find my way out.
every moment I spend in your presence, makes me more capable.
the stories i tell myself– though elegantly crafted, are not true.
even the shadow of your love is the brightest place I’ve ever been.
acknowledge what it is that is truly sacred in a ritual.
sometimes myself i find, playing a waiting game, dictated by you.
the edges of myself 