Sweetened, with the tears of being broken and the scars of healing
Twisted, from the many times my skin bore chills from fingertips dripped with intentions
Spent, from the days that turned into nights much too fast for comfort
I am caught in this whirlwind of searching for some inevitable collision. It's holiday time again, and it literally seems like just a few short months ago since last seasons greetings. I miss simplicity, but I revel in the newfound glory of being a complicated being. I find encouragement in friendly faces and this is such a welcome relief to constant friction. I enjoy traces of you still found beneath my nails, but I also enjoy quiet moments learning new landscapes. I will no longer be pushed into finding some place to actually fit, I am and have been where I choose to be.
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