〰So if your heart wrings dry, my love 
      I will fill your cup.
      And if your load gets heavy, girl
      I will lift you up.
      Troubles they may
      come and go.
      But good times
      be the gold.
      So if the road gets rocky, girl
      Just steady as we go〰

    🌼Dave Matthews

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If You Ever Forget Me

I want you to know 
one thing. 

You know how this is: 
if I look 
at the crystal moon, at the red branch 
of the slow autumn at my window, 
if I touch 
near the fire 
the impalpable ash 
or the wrinkled body of the log, 
everything carries me to you, 
as if everything that exists, 
aromas, light, metals, 
were little boats 
that sail 
toward those isles of yours that wait for me. 

Well, now, 
if little by little you stop loving me 
I shall stop loving you little by little. 

If suddenly 
you forget me 
do not look for me, 
for I shall already have forgotten you. 

If you think it long and mad, 
the wind of banners 
that passes through my life, 
and you decide 
to leave me at the shore 
of the heart where I have roots, 
that on that day, 
at that hour, 
I shall lift my arms 
and my roots will set off 
to seek another land. 

if each day, 
each hour, 
you feel that you are destined for me 
with implacable sweetness, 
if each day a flower 
climbs up to your lips to seek me, 
ah my love, ah my own, 
in me all that fire is repeated, 
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, 
my love feeds on your love, beloved, 
and as long as you live it will be in your arms 
without leaving mine.

by Pablo Neruda

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Things I discuss with God

Kim is a good friend of mine. She has a way with words- I envy as a writer- but what she talks about is real and straight from her heart. I suggest that any one, especially if your a womam, should be following her.


I’m not really even sure if I should say any of this out loud, but true to form I lack any filter and if there has been one thing i”ve learned these past several months is that I’m not alone, it just feels like I am.
I got clean and sober 7 months ago, in that time I am begrudgingly learning to deal with things like a regular person, but I was not ready for this. I’m sure this has happened to me before, but I always had the luxury of numbing my senses with various drugs and alcohol and this situation is particularly arduous. To me I find that the feeling of longing is a paralyzing affliction. In truth I am not ready for anything.
I met someone who I think would be perfect for me, and of course I for him.
He does not agree.
In his defense…

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