It’s 1:02 pm.
Brief thought:
I’m allowed to hold on to the memories of someone; while, time, simultaneously, leads me from the pain.
Brandy
Memories are all that’s left… And sometimes, even those slip away. I’m going to allow myself to carry that which I once wanted, and release the pain.
That person was apart of my story. I embrace my whole story ππ
Worthy of Love and Light,
Me
Music Therapy:
CVP,
Now and always, you’ll have a piece of my soul. Rest well π«Άπ»
