There are times when you are so beautiful I can’t remember my name. There are times when your touch truly is the only thing that eases the thought of my death. Slowly watching from above, your tears fall so gracefully when you’re sad.
So it’s been said there are many ways to open a broken heart. Time and patience was mine. Thank you for seeing that. I am forever thankful. I’m a giver, mentor, lover and friend. But you my dear are a star far brighter than the sun shall ever be. My dear, sweet shiny lover.
A life in progress.