I don't think I've ever felt so completely broken before. My best friend for the majority of my life is now gone. And I know he's in a better place, but I just miss him terribly.
The most human thing we have to do in life is to learn to speak our honest convictions and feelings and live with the consequences. This is the first requirement of love.
There's this feeling of flowers. Petals raining down. A soft light dancing. Head rush to the heart. Explosion escaping mouth. Eyes gazing upon the mind's closet. Oh what hides there? She's curious as a feather. Fickle. Light. Frayed.