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Trust. 9/2/2016

I walked with you yesterday

through fields of fears,

endless meadows blooming with doubt,

and we collapsed under a lone willow tree;

the weight of life on weakened shoulders;

the terror of time in our tear filled eyes.

The crickets chirped

as you took the questions from my tremoring  tongue.

The cage of our minds,

smashed  under the blanket of the stars.

Two becomes one

on chapped lips.

Sometimes letting go

is just a kiss.

-Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts with me.

-Wishing you the brightest of days,Eva

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”



I am a young and enthusiastic writer, fresh out of highschool and into college at IUSB. I babysit and work and live life to it's fullest. I write. I read. I do yoga. And plan to become. Yoga intructers as well. I grew up on a farm and can't,t wait to move back to the country in my tiny house I have already planned out. Sometimes I'm a little melodramatic but rarely. I'm a spiritual healer, a hopeless romantic, a book worm, and very nostalgic. Thanks for stopping by.

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