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Some Edinburgh street photography from our last little foray. I really miss Tumblr, I miss the way it felt here when I used it every day. I miss how much it wasn't what anything else was. Maybe it still is. Maybe I just need to be that again, no matter what comes. Maybe.
The heat of your body as I hug you in the morning hours
My arm tucked underneath yours
Securely locked in
Like our love
The love that almost didn’t last until we both realized our faults
Birds singing duets on the power lines
But the power that still lies in us
The sun shining through the window curtains
But the light that still shines in us
Self medicating with the bottle the night before realizing that we can medicate with each others love instead.
The hungover shaking hands that graze each others bodies realizing that our love is no longer shaky.
There’s no longer darkness in us because we were able to realize the light that we still had.
No longer dimmed by neglect but re-lit with attention
You are the poem I never knew how to write and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell~Tyler Knott Gregson . . . . . . . . . . . . . . www.soulmatepsychicreadings.com Art: Waterhouse
“We are what we choose,
The people we let stay,
The things we keep”
- Tyler Knott Gregson
I don’t know about you guys, but I live for a quiet Sunday morning. There is something so magical about it, especially when paired with a hot beverage and a great novel. God bless the small moments.
