for all of the times you could have said i love you, and didn't.

-

hello.
my mom once told me that to be creative,
to write or to paint or to sing,
or dance or swim or jump or run,
it didn't have to be good,
but it had to be from the heart.
so this is mine.
my heart.
not all of it is good.
honestly, most of it's bad.
but it's what i needed.
so please,
read this-
take my words and use them however you wish.
they are yours now.
and how beautiful is it that you aren't alone in your suffering.
~

these are my works. please, do not copy them. if you want to keep them,
save them in your library.
do not steal.
my mommy said not to.

enjoy :)
- audrey