One night in early November I decided to go for a walk It wasn’t uncommon for me to set out, but it was cold I walked for hours looking at stars, and thinking about all the things we’ve done and seen together The cold crisp air cut sharply into my lungs, and as the fog…
My life all too often is a whirlwind. The sad part? It doesn’t have to be. I choose my paths. My choices mold who I am and my future. When I choose to cultivate good or bad karma I make a conscious decision to do what’s right or what’s wrong. I’ve made so many bad decisions…
How often I daydream about waking up next to you Feeling your soft skin in the morning Watching the dim light from the rising sun dance off your hair Feeling your breath on my face as you wake Breaking my own heart I let go Watching you dance I imagine all the places you take…
