#nicholasabrowne

What do you hold dear? And let me ask is it out of comfort or fear?

Let’s make one thing clear We have no idea as to why we’re all here

That’s what roses do. They wither, they die, but for one moment they awe

I’m only a fool I don’t know tomorrow and I’ve just met today

We’ve become strangers I watch you grow from afar It was an honor

A simple gesture A simple, “good morning, love” That is all I need

Confidently me. I know who I am not and I know what I want

At times I am large As large as the cosmos but other times a star