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| blown cherry |
Days when love seemed much simpler and I was far more innocent to the pain and the stupid complexities. When I felt no fear and welcomed each emotion whether it tore me apart or made me whole. Fear has crept in now, I listen to the same songs but my ears are different. Sitting on the sidelines, scribbled in every margin, its presence is resented and unwelcome. From where does this rising panic come? I'm sure it was never there in the old days, or perhaps I just never noticed it. Maybe I will send it away, rid my head, my stomach of this beast. I will send myself away. |
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