There are the days where i sit and wish that growing older meant breaking all barriers between the clouds and the stars. Where love was not an ideal nor reality but a fondness that grows with out definition. And yet, school year is still ending and as the days grow longer my thirst for solitary walks grows more apparent.
But its always how we give things up,
that makes us crave them even more.
Because in the end
i am certain, my friend,
that i will miss you most of all.
2 comments:
Hi Sarah,
I'm insanely lucky to have found you somewhere else than GPf. Hope that you'd like some contact. My emailadress is feliciahognelid@hotmail.com, feel free to start our puzzle/mosaique of conversation there!
Peace,
fe aka presshold
Sarah, this is amazing. even after seeing it as many times as i have, in real life and not, i am still so amazed by the deep soul and heart expressed through the face that you have painted.
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