gretchenpcoltrain
Confine me. Solitaire, and solely on my own. I've seen this before. I think myself into solitary confinement. I restrict myself from the thoughts of practicality. I want life to be lived purely through the eyes of only mine. Seen thru this confinement.
I remember when we would make love, and you would look at me and whisper, "Two hearts." I would return the favor by replying with, "beat as one." I loved you. I loved what we said.
Absolutely positively no turning back. You are who you are, and you can take the world on. Stand taller. You're positively everything that you want in this world, and you can be more if you tried to be. Smile. Always.
I'll write to you with my hybrid print. Ascribing infinitely the words I can't speak, but mentally scream. My words could blanket this world, twice over, as I write for you.
The season I was made for; created to live within and around. The leaves enlighten me with their playful changing of colors. The brisk air momentarily takes my breath away and reminds me of just how trivial minor things can be, and how beautiful nature always is.