You can make the best of the sunset.
You can make the best of the ending.
You can can make the best of the finale.
So will you choose for the best?
There are chills outside.
& warmth inside.
We’re trapped in both worlds.
I’m worried that…
…I won’t be around.
…I won’t be strong.
…I won’t be enough.
I haven’t decided if you build me up or if I’m standing alone.
Oh, there’s definitely room for you in my heart.
I’m just not sure where to place you.
Why are the pleasures which are the easiest to obtain…
…the easiest to forget?
I guess you’ve left me now.
Thank you for the ride.
And the memories.
But I suppose it’s best that we both move on.
Violet crystallization gives me spasms of ecstasy.
[I apologize for my hiatus. I hope to continue posting in full force once more.]
View summer out of focus, and you might glimpse something warm and luscious.
I love strawberries.