Source:  We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Counting My Losses

Life was looking great…
Finally
 
But…
 
When least expected
I am slammed in the
face…
 
Again…
 
Why…
Things never stay the same
Always shifting…
Never stable
 
My heart bleeds
And…
My soul mourns
every loss
 
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Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie