The Magic Of Loving And Losing A Pisces

My love comes in waves. The way it’ll envelop you in an instant and leave you cold and alone the next. You’ll wade in my waters anxiously awaiting my next embrace. Trying to calculate the algorithms of my movements but you never will because I am a paradox.

In Light Of Everything

I’ve recently started believing that fear is a springboard you are meant to bounce off and recourse from.