A compiled heap of my poetry, memoirs and personal insights of past and present.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Even though I can't feel you, I'll trust you. Even though I feel confused and overwhelmed, I'll believe you. Even though I've had enough, I'll let you stretch me more. Even though I don't see it, maybe never see any of it, I'll still cling to you. Even though I'm done, I'm glad you're not.