Dear You, Yes, you. In the middle of the night, I hear a song and I start to cry. I think of you. I miss how we were in simpler times. I'm so sorry for any pain I've caused you. I try my best, always. I do love you. Whether it seems that way or not. I love you. As much as I can. I'm just selfish. I'm sorry. I know I've hurt you. I'm working on it. I gotta do what I gotta do for me to be able to really love you the way you deserve. Because, right now, I'm just selfish. I have to be. I'm hurt inside. We all are. We find crafty ways to hide it, but we are. Can you be real enough to see it? Feel it? It's okay, babe. That's life. There's immense beauty in the healing of these pains. That's what we do. And we're doing an awesome job. Amazing, in fact. But damn, when I'm really open, I can feel that pain. Ouch. It...
Aham Prema - A Personal Collection of Life Experience