The beinging of something new with no place to go, hmm i have been rather cheery lately eh? 
I am just sitting and waiting, but somehow i dont think that it will work out.
Should i take off and have the chance of a life time, or spend my time wondering and hoping that something is going to break.
Why am i so affraid to let it go, but yet so affraid to hold on.
"My peace is in my aloneness. My beloved is alone with me there, alway"
I am just sitting and waiting, but somehow i dont think that it will work out.
Should i take off and have the chance of a life time, or spend my time wondering and hoping that something is going to break.
Why am i so affraid to let it go, but yet so affraid to hold on.
"My peace is in my aloneness. My beloved is alone with me there, alway"