connectthedots
until we connect these dots, with the lines of our heartstrings tugging across country we will continue to believe that our wires are crossed. collectively we believe that it hurts too much to care. risks to much to share, have too much pride to admit that we'd like to be here. there, anywhere where we can have those moments where we just breathe in symmetry. funny how you always knew how to understand even before i taught you what it meant to sift through these broken thoughts to find chemistry. common ground to plant your feet on. you were someone who i could lean on when love left me too light headed to remember how to walk.
until we connect these dots with the lines of our heartstrings strangling our ability to function by coiling too tightly around our emotions. we will simply be a collection of randomly placed circles, explaining how okay we are to our counterparts in fiction. wondering how long it'll be until we can again see the big picture.
Okay, sir. Challenge Accepted. :|













