lindseyobert
Mind goes blank, so many options, all the time. Do I go with what I am feeling or do I even know how I am feeling at all. Do I know how to feel period. I never really know and I feel like I am in a meaningless dream just waiting to be woken up. I really need to wake up.
Just when I think I found it I lost it again. It's not anything in particular that takes it as much as it is a variation of constant thoughts. Sometimes I feel like I can't catch it and I'll forever be chasing it. I can't wait to catch it.
Together we are here, and I like it that way. I always want to be together with you and when I'm not with you I wonder what you are doing. It's silly really, but I enjoy you. Every time we are together I learn something new about you and something new about me.
Who is my salvation? Who isn't? We are all here to save each other in one sense or the other. I don't know about you but I am saved all of the time. From worries, from myself. I am blessed.
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