He breathed life into my soul without paying his bare hands in my skin my heart didn't have a choice.

I felt you before I knew of your existence, maybe it was a hint from the universe to continue on the yellow brick road, so when I would find you along my travels I would simply just know.

You are the one I didn’t see coming, the one I barely asked for. Heck I never even pictured it to be you, but it’s been you since we met. Doing another lifetime, side by side, again.

i trust our connection, regardless of what logic has to say.

I can't help but feel, across oceans and vast fields we will connect again. What we share is too rare to let go of for good but sometimes we have to accept, the timing isn't right.

I won't deny that I haven't been this vulnerable for a long time, it scares me ~ all of it, love, emotion and connection but I've reached a point in my life that I now know this type of love doesn't knock often and when it does, maybe it's time to open the door.

I miss him for all the things he forgot to see in himself & if im lucky fate will help us rekindle a flame that never got set alight in the first place.

She is a writer, what the fuck do you expect from her other than passion, truth and goddam soul?

I've always been captivated by complexity. A little mystery, a little evidence of a perfect could be without any real plans of the will be. The in between magic of fate. Maybe that's why I'm always drawn back to you, a place i feel like i belong but i don't know how to knock on the door.