Breathe me in while you can

I'm Rochelle Jean. Twenty. From Spokane, Washington. I work at Jack in the Box. This blog is just a way of me expressing myself through words and pictures and things I am interested in. None of these pictures are mine unless otherwise stated. If you want my Facebook, click Charmander :) My love, My dear, My darling! Face Fan Girl So Hard Deviance Verbera The Vagabonds The Ongoing Concept Among Thieves

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A little something I was conjuring up in my brain on the way home

The cars pass by.

Just as the birds fly and sore through the sky. 

Sirens ring in my ears, and everything stops for the 15 seconds while they get to their priority. 

The clouds come and go, just as they would any other day of the week. 

But for some reason, today feels different. 

I have realized so much and have come so far. 

I'm in love with a great man and the saddest part of all...

no one truly cares. Not as much as he does. 

I try to be okay with out him, but it always comes down to the same emotion. 

Emptiness with out the pure and handsome soul. 

No words can describe how much I love you. 

I may be a little sleep deprived right now and that's why all this is coming out.

But for those who don't know me. This is more real than anything ever has been in my life. 

Its not some dream, its a reality. 

So, as the cars pass by, and the birds that fly and sore through our big blue sky, the sirens will continue to ring; just like they would any other day of the week, But my brain will remain the same.... So in tune with you and everything you do.