Description: Life moves fast. This is an actual timeline. (I got star tattoos that Sunday).
One Week in April -------------------------------------------
(written Saturday, 20 April 2019)
Sunday's Love, you made me whole,
Monday - gave me heart and soul.
Tuesday. Abandoned; broke my heart.
Wednesday morning - Had to part.
Thursday was our last goodbye...
Friday, hate poured from the sky.
Saturday - my heart is tired...
Sunday's stars will be....
How something so amazing could fall apart so quick. It really just reminds us how life is so short. Everything that we love transpires. Perhaps it's the glint of optimist in me, but we honestly have to cherish the bad with the good or else we'd never know how grand it was in the first place.
...there was a romance. A long one... That finally met its culmination on the first Sunday. Immediately afterward, it started to fall apart -with the assistance of an outside source. It was a lot of bitter to follow the sweet...which made it an incredibly difficult week.
i guess that's not too bad of a week. short and bitter-sweet. there are much worse tasting weeks to be had. is this like related to the tattoo alone, or there was some sort of romance. maybe i'm reading it wrong.