This child. I swear to Jesus she will be my undoing..
Sometimes I think too much. Sometimes I read, or sometimes write, but I’m not often left on my own.. so when I am I enjoy taking pictures. Mostly forests or sunsets or scenes that just breathe in some way. Maybe I’m bringing the outdoor world in to myself..
I don’t know, but I love it.
I could honestly go on forever with these but I won’t…
While I’m thinking, I guess if I’m honest I’d say that the camera itself is my happy place.
I’ve never thought about it that way…
The last few days have been lost in sort of a semi-fog that I can’t seem to find my way through. A little dull and unsure of myself, I’ve all but drowned in an ocean my tears and if I’m not careful the tide might pull me under..
After all this struggle, that would be a travesty.
As incredibly sad as it probably is, I’m not even sure that what’s left is worth fighting for.
I mean, how am I supposed to do his part of this? Hell, how am I supposed to do anything at all with the ways things are between us? I wish he would just tell me so I’d know…
I’d do whatever I could to make us better, but I guess for now, I’ll just be sad. I’m trying HARD to get past it but what can I say?? I’ve got issues.
If I’d known then
The things I think
That I know
I might have saved
What I feel now
But I was never meant to be
As you once made me
I don’t have
Any chances left
To live a life
I won’t forget
Someday I’ll look into
And you’ll be
Staring back at me
And I’ll know everything
Maybe you’ll even want
Here by my side….