I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Friday, September 26, 2014
The Things I Make When I'm Alone
Every beautiful thing I've ever made, I made when I was alone. But every beautiful thing I've ever made, I made for you. Because you make me feel less alone.
Are you visiting Chicago soon?
ReplyDeleteI wish I felt less alone.xx
ReplyDeletedreaming is believing
You are not alone. Shift your to see what & whom who is most important.
ReplyDeleteWe used to read this together. It's been years. If you're still reading - this is how I feel.
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