Earth

Did Eroica tell you?

She tapped my head. I asked.

Past the gate, we first went to the ride going above the Saint-Lawrence. She laughed with a joy for life that brought happy moisture to my eyes. I missed her so much, my best friend, my high school sweetheart, my Tara Robles.

If you think someone is easy to love, that means you have not loved them too much, or rather loved our delusions of them too much. We cry because we want too much.

dew on a leaf in a forest in the eye of a storm with mist and spirits abound.