Sometimes the only thing to do is be there for someone else. In the subtle hurricane of vitality, one can only hope to be together before the inevitable solitude. In this infinite light, the only consolation is you, beautiful you.
Sometimes the only thing to do is be there for someone else. In the subtle hurricane of vitality, one can only hope to be together before the inevitable solitude. In this infinite light, the only consolation is you, beautiful you.
tragic and lovely, mike; it resonates. i like, plus pictures that you paired.
thanks, candy…