Oh soul, oh life, oh breath! I turn to see your face, not plagued by night skies, not faithless! we wish to fly free, taintless, and did we not love and forgive, over and over again, For it was never about them, but us, wasn’t it?-L.D.
I remember the joy of consuming happiness there is a season for everything this time I will just sit out in the rain bated breath waiting for a change.