thinking about sitting at a truck stop sounds wonderful to me, and god speed will always remind me of this time as well. it was real and it was wonderful.perfect.
as we drove away i pulled out my notebook and scribbled down my thoughts.
i reread them yesterday, and i thought to myself how it was odd that i fell for you so fast. that i trusted you so soon after feeling like i could never trust again.
you mean so much to me. i am lucky to have a spirit like yours in my life. you ground me, make me want to be a better person so that i can feel like i deserve the love and kindness that you show me whether i am in your presence or not.
there are no flaws too deep to be covered by the cloak of perfection.
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lovely poem
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