We all need people in our lives who would accept that we won't be okay all the time. That we’ll disappear from time to time to be alone and recharge. That we’ll sometimes be quiet and you won't be able to keep a conversation going for a while.
Those people are gold.
Killing your spirit to keep a connection alive, lowering your morals to increase your status and hurting your heart to heal others are the three biggest mistakes.
There’s summer I love,
with the fragrance of rain,
and on such days,
I sit by the window,
with lingering light
of the night imagining us,
bathing in the coruscating
unclouded sky.