It's January 20th... And I'm here...
In this dark room journeying through my thoughts.. Am not sure what day it is..i haven't been keeping track of time lately.
So i sit here... On this cold floor with an unwavering desire to feel alive.
Knowing that death has taken me for a ride...
Am dead to love and dead to be loved...
I know that there's a better way of thinking about love than the way I'm now...
So i rest my hopes upon the Universe to show me what.
And how it feels like to love again after a heartbreak. To smile in the absence of happiness i thought was eternal...
So to all the gods of love. How beautiful it would have been for you to come to my rescue..
Have been looking for a way to...