Recapping

Even though time and space have changed, the heart remains the same. Words and thoughts expressed some time ago; however, the heart didn’t have ears to hear. Still living on Hope. Yearning for a future that I cannot predict. Heartstrings seem sewn in a stitch that can’t be cut. Can’t describe this hold that has invaded my aura. In so many ways, I feel lost so very lost. Missing that very thing with every tear that manages to fall. Gotta catch myself before I spill my thoughts and slip and fall cause I don’t have a net. I don’t like free-falling.