deva mahal
in your darkest hour, the past will guide you to move, even if just a few steps. grab the deepest words and write them down. ask people to talk to you. ask people to come back. in the darkest (y)our(s), you will find out how it was when you have felt so gentle and sleazy. all will move through you and you will feel everything again, like an hurricane. maybe tears will fall, but nothing will be on the floor no more except your feet. have you ever seen her look like that? is this the first time you see her grey hair? she is still the girl next door and i've watched her burn. tread love carefully with a smooth heart but with no sympathy. touch everything like the first time. take risks. fall in love, but this time for true. do not pretend to be the perfect choice. take it where you want to. be the man she was asking for and be her back. make the mistakes your fortress and the secret of both of you. she wishes she already owns this path to run to.
