I only miss you between the breaths... and my lungs haven't been that active lately. My heart has been unloading itself on my mind. When I do sleep, it's filled with visions of being imprisoned without being sentenced. Old West convictions in the form of heartbeats. I can't wait for sundown.In the end, we all want something else. I'm on trial for words that aren't my own.... a motivation proclamation. My one last wish is to share this summer that I never took for granted... please grant it.
My heart has been beating out morse code because it knows that you aren't too hard headed to listen.
