Wildwood Flower

How I long to see you and regret the dark hour, your pale wildwood flower. 

Corinthians

Love suffers long, and is kind.
It is not proud.
Love bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
and endures all things.
Love never fails.
And now these three remain, faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these,
is love. 

My dreams

space

We don't need to talk much, we just need to exist happily in the same space. I think that's what it's about.