My reflection tells one story.
My heart, a different one.
The difference is,
hearts don't lie.
Mirrors do.
Life is so freaking hard. How do people do it? How do people get up every day and deal with the shit? It really makes you understand why there are so many messed-up people in the world. I mean, it's tough, trying to deal with demands coming at you from all sides.
Lisa SchroederShe trusted him.
She had faith in him.
And he left her forever.
Something tells me she's not forgetting that anytime soon.
I'm in a castle
standing in a tower,
looking down through a window
at the beautiful garden,
the sun setting in the distance.
The beauty in the moment
brings tears to my eyes.
Sky blue pink,
the backdrop for
roses in ever color
blooming in the garden.
My heart breaks.
Also not the first time.
I long to go after him.
To find him
and hold him
and kiss him
in the loveliest of gardens.
You more than anyone should be in my dreams.
Lisa SchroederI tell myself it will protect me. He will protect me.
Lisa SchroederThank you for a lullaby last night.
Thank you for the boy who sang it.
Its like i was a garden salad with a light vinaigrette and Jackson was a platter of seafood Cajun pasta.
Alone we were good.
Together we were fantastic.
Mots clés love
When you meet someone so different from yourself, in a good way, you don't even have to kiss to have fireworks go off. Its like fireworks in your heart all the time.
Lisa SchroederMots clés love
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