The sweet smell of churned earth after the rain,
A summer sun on a cold winter's day,
An icy breeze in the early morning and
A sip of bitter coffee under the dawn rays.

sept. 2018?

dead dog
on the hot road
soul

When I say
that you are my Sun,
I don’t mean that you are
Luminous,
Brilliant,
Gilded,
Beautiful,
Bold,
Warm,
Or even the center of my universe.
I simply mean that
I cannot look at you
Without hurting

If you seek me, I will always hide,
if you chase, me I will always run,
if you hit me, I will always fight,
if you turn out the light, I'll be the sun

nothing would make me happier
than to hold your hand for the rest of our lives
grow old with you
and watch our grandchildren play under
the magnolia trees in the summer sun.

All I know
Is how
I feel

And sometimes I
Wish I
Knew nothing

7:10 a.m.
and i'm already
having an
emotional
breakdown . .

Forgiveness will mean nothing
If you will not forgive yourself
Because it's okay if it's your fault.