i now enjoy coffee. and shakespeare. and gardening.
nearly everything now instrumental in my life has two things in common.
one: i used to hate them.
two: they are bittersweet.
they are bittersweet because of you. if only you would stop showing up in my life, despite the fact that i have now thrown you out of it.
maybe i was wrong.
maybe i was never strong.
YOU ARE READING
the shepherd's sword
Random[the things we dare not say aloud] the walls have faces, you know. the angels do not.
