Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
"Then I said goodnight and tucked you away inside a place called nostalgia where you'll always remain unspoiled, somewhere between my lungs that used to breathe ocean air, and my belly that fluttered with hope." - Victoria Erickson
this dreamy little island
i know i will miss you the rest of my life.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
it's like your soul has been totally captured
and there is no way to escape.
nor would you ever try.
it's as if the little missing pieces of your life
and existence now make sense
because you found the missing pieces.
it's like the sun beating down on your face
as the breeze cools the rays
and you know that nothing else
is needed for happiness ever.
everything is unperfect.
and that is what makes it so perfect.
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