These are random feeling I have to get into words for my own sanity. Writing is therapeutic and soothing to my soul. Sick with reflection of how scattered this noggin's broaden view can whisper hope bleeding hearts to smile.
I miss the smile took for granted. My prayer is that it continues to shine a light of love intertwined in between the lines I feel surrounding the distance.. Life will bring us back together.. Lovingly my hope is stained all over the plains that separates us..