Monday, 14 November 2011

mood:free

I don't have much, but I have my words, my friend.

I have my words that flow from my soul so deeply and easily. These words may not mean much to anyone, not anyone at all. These words just get me through the days. But I'd like to give them to you. Because you are truly amazing and beautiful and strong. That's reason enough. So just hold on to them.


I don't have much, but I have my words.

I look over at you, and my eyes well up. The music washes over me and it is just so beautiful. And in those moments, I feel small and I feel humbled. And I listen to the memories that are not mine, but I feel as though I am there, partaking in a life that is not mine. And I am reminded what this world is all about it and what happens in it.


And though you may feel that you're falling, I'll keep catching. And you better do the same ok, because we're friends like that. Old Monk promise.




1 comment:

  1. ....because we re friends like that ".. Super lowe:) nads

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