Thunderstorm Of Soul
Lightening crashes in the distance,
An electric heartbeat…
Thunderstorm of soul.
The air thick with intention,
I laggardly inhale,
Hoping to bend the sharp angles of volition.
Lightening crashes in the distance,
An electric heartbeat…
Thunderstorm of soul.
The air thick with intention,
I laggardly inhale,
Hoping to bend the sharp angles of volition.
For you now.
Dearest,
You did derserve a better goodbye. Know that I will always hold a special place in my heart for you. Thank you for being there through the thick of it. Thank you for offering up hope. I will never forget. If I ever hear of you needing anything, I will be there. Guaranteed. You are a piece of me now.
Angel
Dearest…
It has been nine years today that we have been friends. My favorite notification. It all started with a note nine years and five days earlier stating “Okay, so I never just write to random people that I don’t know but clearly we should be friends 🙂” and ended with “So, yep, that’s that from me, your friendly neighborhood stranger 🙂”. Little did I know what a profound impact this beginning would have on my life. I dedicate a heartfelt cheers to you today. The surprise I never saw coming. The fire to my soul. May we continually blossom like the fox glove in your garden. Beautiful and rare.
Yours,
Angel
I do not know anyone. Not anymore. Never really. My soul heaves at the realization.
I have no one to tell. No one who cares to listen. I am lost. My life devoid of meaning. I stumble through the motions.
I miss the piece of me that makes the picture clear. The piece I know is you.
Angel
You grow flowers in your garden and leave them on her nightstand. I cannot express how much this moves me.
You are forever my muse.
Angel
You Dearest
You Dearest.