Tea for the soul…..and my sore ass throat that hurts like hell.
Its okay that I’m alone.
It’s okay that I push my friends away.
It’s okay that I avoid people now.
In the end, its better for them. For everyone.
I’m just trying to save them from myself.
I think love is when
you become so familiar with another person
that you find exactly
where your lips lock with theirs
And that every time your lips do lock
you find that the pair fits perfectly into place
as if you found your missing puzzle piece
that you’ve been looking for ever since you started
your ten thousand piece puzzle
And that without the familiarity of this completeness
you worry that you would be completely and miserably lost