For my love ❤️🔮
Current mood:  artistic

She was born a wild child

Some would even compare her to the dancing flame of your favorite candle

She was always off from one adventure to the next 

She was a drifter

Slowly floating on the empty seas we call pain and heartache

Her heart was cold for she had seen first hand just how much damage to ones soul heartache can do 

Little did she know 

That one day

She would meet another 

Floating 

He was much like her

His heart bruised and torn

But piece by piece they picked each other up

And they both learned how to love again

And soon the lonely sea they drifted in turned from a sea of heartache into an ocean of unexplored opportunities

New beginnings