Lunar Blues
(c) riverwindphotography, August 2023
Flowers growing wild,
but not wild flowers
They are like you
And I love them
Why do I still keep a memory of us when there’s even nothing to remember? The thing I have never understood and could never explain. This morning I found out or actually my stupid brilliant brain woke me up and gave me the truth about you; my love for you comes from a place deepest down, a well of love, the source of love. I have never been down so deep in that old scary well of love ever before in my life. That’s why I still remember and keep the memory of you and always will. Thank you stupid, crazy brain for telling me
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