How do the vines of our secrets creep their way into the ears
of those we want most to protect?
It will never matter how I know, only that I know you are happy.
So for the love of truth if she makes you laugh I beg you to sing aloud- your joy is too contagious to ever tiptoe around. Not on my (closed) account. All I've ever wanted is to hear your spirit ring across this country.
Of course I love you, Bebe- Q.
(And I can say without doubt, I shall never have another Bebe-Q. What does that even mean?)
Of course I miss you.
I miss you like I would miss most of my major organs.
Painfully.
But if her light makes your heart photosynthesize so that your entire being blooms with life
-Please-
Be free. Let it grow.
The hardest gift I will ever give you is my blessing.
My love, I am letting you go.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC
How do the vines of our secrets creep their way into the ears
of those we want most to protect?
It will never matter how I know, only that I know you are happy.
So for the love of truth if she makes you laugh I beg you to sing aloud- your joy is too contagious to ever tiptoe around. Not on my (closed) account. All I've ever wanted is to hear your spirit ring across this country.
Of course I love you, Bebe- Q.
(And I can say without doubt, I shall never have another Bebe-Q. What does that even mean?)
Of course I miss you.
I miss you like I would miss most of my major organs.
Painfully.
But if her light makes your heart photosynthesize so that your entire being blooms with life
-Please-
Be free. Let it grow.
The hardest gift I will ever give you is my blessing.
My love, I am letting you go.
She's beautiful, darling.
