offering it all like: Tell me what you want from me. I wanna love you today and forever. Let me clear my throat and rub my wings together. It goes: I’m not perfect but I’m this that and this. My hands are dirty, and I’m this that and this. You’ve been searching for this that and this. Lets break the surface and make a little happymess together.
I assumed all was perfect from the photographs, til the light hit the surface to expose the cracks. What's worse than not knowing if you're still on track, paranoid and having thoughts about turning back. I've seen dreams turn into the worst disease and almost let the doubt kill my will to succeed. But I travelled too far to turn around and leave.