the day was spoiled. So we decided to spoil it some more. Coffee. Our truce as we reset. – morning coffee | first hit How was it so easy for you to slip inside; falling in love with every two step. – jazz nights | hooked
Met her along the way. She asked me, “Do you want me like I want you?” Screw what their selling. I want what you’re giving. Ok | Hooked
Family | Healing | Food| The sun | Flexibility | Poetry | Art | Patience | Music | Self Love | Voice | Friends | Water | Change | Soul
It’s only natural that as I shift so does everything I create and partner with.
Risks stop being risks the moment I started to trust in self. At that point. It was a choice of living. It was a choice of love. Surrender to Self • Let Go
To call upon a friend only to find a stranger. Fitting • Let Go