These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

memo 1.0

drown out the crowd.
keep the four winds out  while you
recollect yourself.
refrain from painful reminiscences.
remember nothing but
that you are everything
 beautiful, good and true
and that YOU ARE LOVED.

return to yourself.
then wake up and relive your dreams.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...
Dear dearest, these are your love songs: