The heart may break and then it binds back together in jagged patterns, never quite perfect. But eventually, it sings again. In gratitude to the melody....
The freedom to think as I wish. I think because I can…
The freedom to think as I wish. I think because I can…
The heart may break and then it binds back together in jagged patterns, never quite perfect. But eventually, it sings again. In gratitude to the melody....
Knotty Musings 