Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Sometimes it feels like the world is crumbling in front of your face. Like the paint on the canvas is running off; the door that you need is closing; the song that you play is ending. And there's nothing you can do about it. 

Sometimes we get so consumed by everything. Consumed by thought, sound, memory, light, dark. Everything we think we are and everything we think we know changes. Perspectives shift and the world gets darker. 

These are the moments I need you most.

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