G'Bye I take the train to flee my love. Sometimes I smile and run from one end of reality to the other. Sometimes I understand why I'm running, so I go to sit on a rock and explore truths. Never escaping... Never completely. I then realize how my heart is tugged to his -- and no matter how often I try to release I'll continue to be his second self. ~ jessica m. wilson jac
Because it exists and so do I...