To caged desires.
Some wounds don’t heal
This one’s for the unsure creators.
If I were you, I’d rerhink. It inflicts an everlasting torment on all you hold near and dear.
Of vulnerabilities and hard hardheartedness.
Love them in December as you do in May.
Sometimes we just forget to taste our words before we spit them out.
These musings are proof what a little time with oneself can do to the mind. Hope it gave you a little positivity too. Happy Vibes!