So much lost, So much found...
I hate thoughts, sometimes it just gets so overwhelming...it almost feels hard to breathe. ...So much it's nauseating.
shedding dreams under the maple tree
where I carved your name
time favors no one and if we wait
we too can fall in love a second too late
and out of all of this, I'm excited for Friday...basically the weekend.
I'm waiting in anticipation.