Okay I’ll wrap it nicely and I’ll post it. It’s a gift so look after it please, please, it’s for you to hold onto and for me to let go of… I know it will be better off in your hands
"She had a mouth like unswept glass. It cut you when you least expect it.""
You are not a lost ship on a horizon.
You wander with purpose and so brightly with consistency and without fear.
You are a lighthouse.
You are my path to safety, every voyage I seek, every storm I create.
Every time I break from the jetty.
Every time I exit the harbour.
When I need solace you are on the horizon.
And if you let me in, I’ll keep your light bright.
There’s nothing I miss more than the mountains. There’s nothing I seek but being able to go back and say ‘I’m finally home’.