but then it was easy again. mountains! mountains! friends, hope, prayer, release. there are so many places and faces here and so much to love. i picked her up and we laugh, we laugh.
the worst part about leaving is that i am always leaving. there isn't one decision and then its over. in every state i'm leaving and in every state i'm not turning around. there are so many people and so many hearts. and there are oceans on either side.
did we know that we would leave so much unfinished business? did we know that leaving would be so continual?
i didn't know, i didn't know.
2 comments:
the third paragraph is where everything ties itself together. "the worst part about leaving is that I am always leaving". it hits heavy and hurts to be so true. I love this piece, and would like to see it continue. also, i like the repetition at the end of the paragraphs.
Nice work. I would follow you, but I don't think you have a button for followers. :p
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