Empty she talked I tried to listen ~ she felt cold dead inside ~ she asked how do I love again ~ we grieved different ways ~ I had no answer ~ Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
j.h. white says: June 14, 2013 at 12:11 pm heading into the oncoming lane becoming the pain each day brings repeated challenges until suffering is understood Reply
Nested.
heading into the
oncoming lane
becoming the pain
each day brings repeated challenges
until suffering is understood
facing fears
~
blinding
light