You cant make brush strokes when the paint is dry.
You cant dream a tomorrow when today is tomorrow.
You cant begin if you don’t try.
I cant try without telling you goodbye.
All of the risks we take from now onwards.
All of the steps we walk from today on.
We’ll paint a world with more love….
I cant try without telling you goodbye.
You lit up my life, but this continuous plight isn’t right.
We could only paint their worlds, not our own.
Tomorrow’s me is today’s me, just watered.
I’ve always had the seeds to grow.
You watered me daily just like a pro.
How did you know me, know me so well.
Here are some of my roots and stems.
As strong as you appear, your loneliness says you need them.
We’re both lost and found, but be proud.
Life is good in unaware bliss.
A bliss to find the answers to questions we cry… WHO AM I? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE WE?
OUR IDEALISTIC LOVE.
Purple Empaths 
Wow this has such 💜. Your poems provide a sense of belonging, like we not alone in this world. We have people who have emphasize with our discomfort. Very inspiring!!!
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