When

When I think of you you my heart breaks with joy amd sadness all at once. To have had the chance to bathe in your beauty forever and have lost that chance have left me a changed man. Every butterfly deserve a chance at freedom and every Raven a branch to perch. Mhlyh always and forever.

B-2018

Writing because it kills the heartache of reality.

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3 thoughts on “When

  1. Glad to see you here and writing! You have such an amazing way of painting word pictures. I literally get a visual of what you are describing. I am glad you have writing as an outlet. I find writing to be very cathartic especially during my pain.

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