This garden will always have been a blessing to me, and now I let it grow and reverently sit in its shade.
for,
to revel in something, but not ruin it, you must be reverent and respectful of the treasure it is to cherish.

This garden will always have been a blessing to me, and now I let it grow and reverently sit in its shade.
for,
to revel in something, but not ruin it, you must be reverent and respectful of the treasure it is to cherish.
Neverlasting and impermanent…
Thus, I will trek this journey of pain…
Why would I want to live unless it were in my dreams, and why would I want to breathe unless it were the air of hope and beauty?
…I think maybe she’ll love you too.