So cynical about the way that life endures the threat of
not being. All hands need another to hold or else
the heart can prematurely stop beating.
False hopes and misbelieving has me achieving at an all time
low. Bleeding heart sympathy from my comrades that just don't know. Even though i can still feel the weight of all that jazz, i'm sticking to my guns cause i know this too will pass.
So send no more sorrow and apathy my direction, as i look in Lake Temescal to see my reflection.
All signs pointing forward no need to look back, someday
i'll find her again and will build a huge love shack.

muahhhhhhhhhhh Awesome,,, See the reflection of a soul full of growth,, live, love, laugh and rejoice in knowing that Life is indeed incredible and Love will one day pass thru your heart again..

NICE

Thank you for sharing your words.. and the peek into your soul. May your shack be built soon.. and may it last forever.

Blessings!

And all....

AWESOME

Very Nice