The Art of Being

All I can say is, much like this post, I didn't know how it all started, where it went, and I pray it never concludes. All I knew was that I simply was in that moment, and the precise art of being is one to always be sought but never mastered.

Heartsick

Now I'm heartsick // hoping beyond hope that you can feel this // dreaming about the taste of your scarlet lipstick // soft, sweet kisses... oh, I've missed it // the chance to be your everything

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