alive

oh these rains are what my love, that shall mark the beginning of this love, that oh i began to write today, for oh it was but you my love, who on a day like this, taught me so as to how to hold a hand, as oh my love, i was inviting you closer, so as to recite to you all that my love; i wanted to share and that your heart wanted you to hear.

oh i’ve missed writing, around here. i feel alive again.

with love