Waking up this morning... to an empty bed, a clean room...silence...cold. No sign left. No ruffled sheets, no suitcases, no car, no trace, no goodbye...nothing. I didn't think it would hit me so hard. I didn't realize I had been living in a mirage for the passed week. Just a dream?
How perfect it had felt.
But I wasnt left with nothing... of course not, and that's a wonderful feeling. "If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change." --Buddha "Before you were conceived/ I wanted you/Before you were born/ I loved you/Before you were here an hour/ I would die for you/This is the miracle of life." --Maureen Hawkins "The moment when you first wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the twenty-four hours. No matter how weary or dreary you may feel, you possess the certainty that, during the day that lies before you, absolutely anything may happen. And the fact that it practically always doesn't, matters not a jot. The possibility is always there." --Monica Baldwin
How perfect it had felt.
But I wasnt left with nothing... of course not, and that's a wonderful feeling. "If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change." --Buddha "Before you were conceived/ I wanted you/Before you were born/ I loved you/Before you were here an hour/ I would die for you/This is the miracle of life." --Maureen Hawkins "The moment when you first wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the twenty-four hours. No matter how weary or dreary you may feel, you possess the certainty that, during the day that lies before you, absolutely anything may happen. And the fact that it practically always doesn't, matters not a jot. The possibility is always there." --Monica Baldwin
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