fatigue comes.
I hold out faith that it will pass-- but it's strange to think that one day it won't. ho hum - Atlas
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and maybe sometimes love is
seeing a cat's soft, upturned chin with a delicate almost-grin and being overwhelmed with love for her the desire to kiss, to touch but deciding to refrain from disturbing her sleep <3 - Atlas all I ask is--
no, I dare not. it has always been this way: I am always striving to be grateful for what I have, holding some quiet fear that if I ask for more it will all be taken away. the reality of the situation is more complicated I think but I am sleepy so here ends the poem - Atlas it is quiet.
everything feels long and slow. but I must take these steady steps forward-- this I know, this I know. ho humm - Atlas home at last.
what new-old sights await us, I wonder? and how will my eyes now be trained to see them? o/ - Atlas the river runs fast
but we are faster when we put our minds to it, at least. but we can also slow down, enjoy ourselves for a little while-- because whether you go fast or slow, you cannot go back. so long - Atlas so it closes,
so it comes to an end. not just yet-- but soon, soon enough to make me look at the mountains in the distance and wonder. it's been a lot of fun - Atlas watching the sun go down
behind the clouds, the mountains in a place I've never been before, listening to sweet songs. it is good but it is not perfect because it is real, because it is life. idk - Atlas am I not sleeping enough or
is my body craving some other kind of rest or maybe just work that I can do for myself maybe selfishness haunts me maybe I'm just tired never trust how you feel about your life after 10pm XD - Atlas the wind and rain
steal the warmth from our gentle hands, but we persist, marching on through the storm. and though there is warmth and light at the end of this, that is not the point of our venture. so it is, so it goes - Atlas |
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