I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself – my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong turns that have stacked unbearable regret upon my shoulders.

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.

I know that your soul is on life support and that you feel lost and like you’re completely spinning out of control, but you’re finding yourself – here, tonight… even in this darkness.

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