Always seeking the ideal
the green light
the legacy that came with it
the girl
Always surrounding himself
in parties
in crowded adoration
in the middle of it all
Always in the past
reliving a memory
reliving childhood
reliving nothing at all
Always a single path
it had to be accepted
it had to fit in with what they all wanted
It had very little to do with his own true heart.
The Love of My Life
He understands I only ever wanted one thing.
July 12th
My mother spoke of the origin of my name: "The first ray of the sun's light." And a lifelong chase ensued; always the subtle glow in the distance. . . warmth of a Vermeer hearth, painted in tender brushstrokes, whispering promises of a future when all will be drenched in a lightness of being Milan Kundera knows all too well. Said simply, in the right light, at the right time, everything will be extraordinary. -Anisha
Cancer Moon Child
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