No one but Night, with tears on her dark face watches beside me in this windy place.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
You get to this point where it's no longer good, but for some reason you stay there. Fear of what's ahead. Fear of letting go. Fear of looking back and having to say you wasted so much time. Fear that you will not find something better. So many fears and yet sometimes enough should just be enough.