I'm sorry I don't know how to write about anything but love.
My soul just wants it so bad I can't breathe.
I think we were all created with one trait that sticks out more than others.
Adventurer, fighter, leader, artist, lover.

God I've loved so many people, yet no matter how hard I loved, they always walk right through me; as though I'm just a ghost, a pretty picture on the wall,
a chameleon.