How am to breathe when I can't smell your scent.
How am I to grow when you are not here to help me and give me your love.
For so long I lived in the deep dark depths of a broken heart and a world that lacked everything.
These questions constantly haunted my soul.
Casting out my greatness and love.
Until I saw your face once again. Until we made love again.
Now I know my life no longer lacks anything.
I am abundant
I am strong and can achieve anything.
I love myself and others with unconditional terms.
You showed me how to really forgive. Which has taught me to love, really love.
Thank you.
About the Creator
aysha valenzuela
Hello I live in the desert hiding in the shade from the beautiful powerful sun in az. I’ve lived all over southwest I dig experiences meeting new peeps and music is life. I am a nomad,I go where the wind takes me I’mhoping it blows me east.
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