Small piece of a bigger whole . . . .
Because you not only represent what my heart and love can grow into and become. But also what love is like for a small souled human being like myself. You represent what it’s like to be wanted, desired and relied on. You give interpretation to a language thought lost to me and others alike. One that speaks of never ending days of conversions about past presents and futures with a single being that completes every aspect and desire of what happiness signifies.
These are always just going to be words that someone like myself writes down underneath dark skies with morning not far behind. But what they represent is a time that all of us experience and share. Times we wish would never end…









