Sale El Sol
We realize what we're losing, what we've lost & the void grows as longing begins to starve.
Feeling out of breath, allowing those butterflies to flutter, searching for freedom. An exhilarating feeling meant to blossom into a helpful tool to BE happy. Never to feel as if you are in a cage, in a prison locked away. Unable to show your SELF.
You ARE.
Be fearless.
That Good, GOOD. *smirks*
"No te prometo
amor eterno, porque
no puedo." - Reyli