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He was like an ocean and I always wanted to die, drowning in him. But when his love touched my skin, All I wanted was to stay alive in his waves. When you take me in your arms,. That is where my paradise lies. My home, My happyplace. Love yourself, when nobody else does. The moon is within me and so is the sun. What am I doing and what am I suppose to be doing? June 15, 2017.

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