Why live? Somedays it makes no sense.
Some other days my hand unconsciously
feels my heart beat..
Those moments when you don’t understand a human being’s capacity for being that beautiful. How you chance across gems who hug you tight and keep you warm. Every time, all the time, I realise for the first time how beautiful it is to be a human being:)
Those beats, that heart ..
There is a reason.
Aye, I’m convinced.