My heart bursts with each wave of emotion lived in the not living given what I have left undone.
Choices escaping my grasp as I walk past what could have been but was not back then.
The pain of leaving things undone will alway come sometimes unannounced wishful thinking in every ounce.
More memories created, desires never satiated, hope slowly faded but still living despite what’s been stated.
Exposed Loving 💙, 8.22.17