no. more. broken. hearts.

don't know why it happened
or how
but it did
inevitably, i suppose

"...and the burst of love's fierceness
cannot be contained in silly predictions
of how things should be
or could be
sometimes love has it's own expedition
to one's soul
in the most unlikeliest of pairs"

truth.
i don't want to ever have to get over this one
pattern.
leaning in, leaning through, getting over
solution.
be still

time capsuled moments
keeping them forever
content that they happened at all
and if ever i forget, i will find you in me again
every time the sun rises to watch the sky slip on those sexy blue jeans
that one morning we were visitors in their love affair

you have yours
and i have mine
there's a reason you gave me back my heart
and if ever i wonder what could have been
i'll think of that moment, in jest at best
but truth none the less

here
we
go