I paint my heart. No one sees.
You brush past the story that’s not just my life but yours. Feeling deeply is what I do; it’s a love-hate relationship and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
I am drawing a picture a day for all of 2022. It’s not been an easy journey and many days I don’t feel like creating, but the results from being determined and not stopping far outweigh my struggles to keep going.
The romantic me WANTS, no is DYING for, you to notice me, you, your love, your friend, your pain, my pain, the passion I shared yesterday, that 10 second encounter with a stranger you told me about...the one where you held eyes and you can still feel caressing your being...
Rooted
