a face ablaze with doubts,

such an insecure human being.

then you came along,
the one who saw me
the way i wanted to be seen.

i miss your whispers in my ear.

and your cherry perfume on my shirt
waiting often gets frustrating,
but being mad at you is such an effort.

Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be,

people can only meet you, as deeply as theyve met themselves. Matt Kahn

and into the forest i go,

to loose my mind and find my soul