quiet calm

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like a big fucking hole in the head. can't shake this old soul out. how can this be? so many years ago, and i can feel it like yesterday. of all the memories i fail, yours is like a branding across the entirety of my soul. everyday i can't get away from the loss. for so many years, didn't need the memory-didn't harbor any thoughts-only felt a kind of quiet calm, always looking, hoping-but not in despair. this memory is a disease now-spreading across all aspects of my life, as it did before. if i could have just forgotten...

don't ever hesitate to embrace the love that you fear.

what you'll gain in the end is your Self.

i shouldn't have let go.

but i had already let myself...