Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts. ~Edgar Allen Poe // **that constant hunger of the heart.is that what I'm feeling when I ignore my creative side?
It isn't fair when you know a simple thought from them could rearrange you. All that remains is the hope that somewhere along the way you discarded a stronger more vivacious version of yourself. A fragment to be called upon when you have nothing left.
I don't believe they'll think of me at all. They got their Happy Ever After. It doesn't include me, and it never did, despite their promises otherwise. - unfortunately you are correct.I feel that way too!