The perfect moment has yet to come, and so here I am..... Living on two different sides of the window wondering and wishing that it was just a little clearer. With my hand pressed on the cold hard glass on the inside and my feet planted in the dirt on the outside I can not help from feeling a little innocent for the first time in my life....
love and bless
Hey Nichole, Passing through I stopped to read your write. Dazed for the moment, I had to stop and read it again. Pause...I wasn't expecting to read anything this intense this early in the morning. Slowing it down I read it once again. Very cool. To me, its refreshing to read something that goes deeper than all that surface talk. Not that it is wrong mind you. There is a time and a place for it. Just as there is deep heart felt word and the silent thoughts between the lines.. thamks for sharing....nick
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