The secret place
Is where I met
the ghost of you
It was secret so
Maybe you didn’t see
I was waiting as I watched
The ghost of you
Looking for the ghost of me
I’m not a ghost
I’m real in the secret place
My thoughts
I believe there’s an art to letting go
I believe there’s an art to letting go
It’s delicate and tenuous and tender
Devoid of words that make sense
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
Letting go, to me means setting myself and you
Free…because we were all meant to be free
I know this…yet I struggle to let go
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
It’s delicate and tenuously tender
Like the sadness of saying goodbye
To something or someone you hold dear
because we were all meant to be free
I believe there’s an art to letting go
💗Happy Sunday💗
💗Happy Sunday💗
Love doesn’t need a reason
Love doesn’t always make sense
Love doesn’t always mean no risk
Love doesn’t mean we don’t try
Love doesn’t mind if it’s misunderstood
Love only asks that we try
I think that’s all we can do
And let the rest go
💗Happy Sunday💗
This
Just sitting here with my dog watching the sun.
Just sitting here with my dog watching the sun set.
Between your eyes and you
I live in this world
Between your eyes and you
Nothing’s strange what would I do?
To see things like you
You’re not an ordinary man
I live in this world
Between your eyes and you
spread a little Sunshine in life…
Spread a little sunshine in life…
Such a beautiful mind…
Such a beautiful mind
both a blessing and not
I watched as she lay sleeping
Forgetful, thankful and resting
I thought to myself
She has such a beautiful mind
she thinks it drives her crazy
I believe it’s wise beyond years
So very gentle, yet broken
So mixed up, yet sane
So scary, yet funny at times
A paradox to me
This beautiful mind, does bless me
Something good & kind for Your Soul
Something good & kind for Your weary soul. 💜~Rest more
Good morning sun
What a nice surprise to see the sun so shiny. 🌟💫✨✨ Happy day sweet friends 💕
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