look in my eyes, what do you see? not just the color, look inside of me

Love has a reason
There's a meaning to the world
We're giving love
Situation candlelight
Enough to see the bits around you
But it's never very bright
Stare at a memory
You, through the grapevine, heard the truth
It's good to learn from your mistakes
But that only works in youth
Love has a reason
There's a meaning to the world
We're giving love
 

the weather the past few days has been amazing. i just love being in it, around it, feeling it.

although i have a multitude on my plate at the moment i find myself not stressing over any of it. i am a master of what some like to call the ultimate torture device: the research paper.  i can pop one-a-those suckers out in like 2 hours max. its a gift i plan on never sharing with the world. haha. my writing is another story, no pun intended, entirely.

i seem to be in a continual state of severe exhaustion. i dont know how it began or when, but its taking its toll.

i dont have to be anything other than the birth of two souls in one.