Letting Go
There is a part of me that has stopped caring so much. Or perhaps the desperation has ceased.
BEGIN AGAIN
A new beginning It can start at any moment Each hour transforms into a new hour
There is a part of me that has stopped caring so much. Or perhaps the desperation has ceased.
…I write will be delicious. There will be days when words refuse to flow.
A new beginning It can start at any moment Each hour transforms into a new hour