All these memories old and new from a time of innocence from a time of strife all come flooding back into my head as they pose as everyday events seeing them through my day as I’m living them again new problems caused by my actions create uncertainty but all that smoke in my head I still try to keep my head up

Together we will create a home with no loud anger no explosive rage no slamming doors or breaking glass. No punched holes in walls until the foundation cracks and breaks. Our home will be gentle and warm comforting and safe. There will be no fear pain hurt or sadness. We both come from two different pasts but we can break the cycle of the past and change for the cycle of the future

After all this time she is still as divine pure and angelic. Saw her sitting there from the grown distance between us not expecting to ever see her face again. She was glowing beautifully white as she lit the up the divine heavens. There she sat a lone

I was driving down that old road rain pouring down lightning striking all around. I got closer to the place she calls home. I saw her there on the old wood porch the thunder that followed seeing her again shook my heart and mind. I continue on my way as the rain continues to pour and lightning strikes the way through the thunderstorm seeing her again

Her eyes and smile are as pure and beautiful as heaven itself her aura is one of a kind truly heavenly and angelic she makes the darkest days appear as bright and peaceful as the garden itself I dream of those divine eyes the beauty of her own heaven. She’s my own angel such divine heavenly beauty