“Communication is key”. Key to happiness, key to sanity, and key to survival in this crazy messed up world.
Understandably, the soul exhausts itself. Days Months Years of abuse call for a break down. My soul sleeps… Wearily and restlessly but it attempts to sleep. Dishonestly exclaiming a hope for recovery, While silently begging for an eternal slumber. -ee.
There are going to be moments in your life where you may catch yourself reminiscing. Let it be just that, a fond memory. Let your day dreams be your future not your past.
So many people create a list in their heads describing the perfect partner, but are you of equivalent measures?