I heard around the internet that traveling is dangerous that you never feel at home after because a little piece of your heart and a little side of your soul with that version of yourself they stay right there frozen in time and place

the one, the sea

always wearing shades of blue forever singing lullabies to me the only one who's ever lasted the one and only unconditional your children's songs, so calming your mother's wrath, so powerful we shall all fear and respect your beating heart, so beautiful so much brightness, you shine it blinds and mesmerizes us so much strength,… Continue reading the one, the sea