Almost all of me if not all of me. The mess and the best. The random and the abstract. Hundred and one.
What do you want love to look like? I want mine to be free of fears so it is strong in and out, and something that is calming and positive and artistically spiritual like this painting but better because that would be a gift by the Master Painter if He so wills. 💙
But how these streaks enfold.
There is light!
It’s a heart of gold.
God, is this where you meet?
I am erasing every remnant of you because:
a) it doesn’t matter anymore?
b) I hope it would stop mattering like this?