Well it looks like the sun set on us like it set on the orange sky – as the thunder rolls.
JEROENWell it looks like the sun set on us like it set on the orange sky – as the thunder rolls.
JEROENTo be honest it became quite dark and cold – without her.
JEROENI have tried this letting go part and ended up holding you closer then before. – everyday.
JEROENThe trick to enjoy this, and see it as a part – of the process.
JEROENNothing but the taste of silence touching her lips these days.
JEROENThe depth to her sea proved to be stronger than any mans current.
JEROENShe knows that he knows where to find her.
JEROENIn a sea of kindness she finds herself sharing waters.
JEROENLets walk along side the rain and try not to look for shelter this time.
JEROENSlowly she began to realize what it’s like to dream again. – a new dawn.
JEROENLike all great stories it started with a kiss and ended with a long and slow goodbye that went silent – in the end.
JEROENLike fireflies in the night, she has her way of dealing with the dark. -Illumination.
JEROENOur darkest days were probably infused by the patterns we once needed to protect ourselves. – burden.
JEROENQuite literally she had time on hand, while staring at the lines in her skin. – Sketches of a maze.
JEROENSometimes we send out our signals and then the universe responds. -recovering the satellites.
JEROENWhat ever I want from this day on, I have to let it go.
JEROEN