was I really that scared to let you hold me ?to be swallowed by your touch ?to think that such a simple gesture, could feel like just too much ....to ..
I thought writing was a thing of the past for me the desire for it was finishedand the more I tried to pick up the penthe more the passion started to ..
i grewi knewi flewa newi grew ...i knew this would happen, yeti flew from the inevitable soa new me is stunted unless i come to termssoi grew upbecaus..