To Be Loved
My Dearest Love,
The stories we were told when we were little, they didn't make much sense to us back then because we were innocent and inexperienced. A lost soul looking looking for a nearly perfect host to inhabit for the rest of our imperfect lives. The world can certainly be a dark place, my love and although it may not be completely perfect it is still beautiful. From finding another lost soul in hopes of connecting with them a for lifetime, to sharing one last kiss with them. At the end of the day we are just souls that will never stop learning, even if it is our last and final breath. We are more than just this exterior coat of skin we carry with us each passing day. No one really knows when our time is up in this world, so love with your very core until your very last breath, for it is magic you carry inside of you.