What is our true intention? Have we actually judged ourselves?

You are so calculated.

Confiding and relying, all just taken lightheartedly.

Your words are like spears through my heart.

Sometimes, when you sit around with nothing to do, poems get done.

There is no doubt that we are better together.

Past mistakes can be quite haunting.

A world and reality with threats of death.

Sometimes we find ourselves in a darkness unlike anything we have ever experianced. We struggle to find the grove of things and sometimes it does not happen the way that we expected. Sometimes the answer is there all along but we do not embrace it as we should. We move forward in the same darkness afraid to continue with change.

Thoughts that are habitually of my love.