Thesoulshadow

The moon doesn’t belong to the sky. It belongs to the exiled heart. Like me, it remembers what it cannot return to…. and still, it rises… still, it glows

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and listen closely: Can you hear your soul whispering? It’s time we started a conversation with ourselves

May the magic and wonder of Christmas fill your heart and home with joy today and throughout the coming year. Wishing you a holiday season filled with warmth, comfort, and good cheer. Merry Christmas!

The crashing waves, the ghostly whispers, the irresistible pull. Lost in the storm of passion and danger, I was consumed by your ghostly charms. To me, you were real and tangible, forever under your enticing spell

Cherishing a woman isn't just about saying 'I love you'. It's about showing respect in every interaction, valuing her opinions, supporting her dreams. Love is a verb, respect is the language

Grateful hearts, joyful gatherings, and warm wishes to you and your loved ones this Thanksgiving. May this day be filled with love, laughter, and cherished moments. Happy Thanksgiving!

We embrace the potent demons that we ourselves summon

Feelings that come back are feelings that never left...

I want to be in a relationship, but like not every day

Consent is sexy.

Pretending to be a well adjusted functioning adult is so exhausting.

Reminding people they are loved is always going to matter

You will remember people who reached out, the small act of kindness. You will remember the ones who offered to hold your hand when darkness was too thick, and light was illusive, like hope.

Don’t feel far away from me,
I need you closer

Heal THAT, which is keeping you from accepting yourself as you are and the possibilities of what you can be

I have a tendency to put those I care about first, without question or hesitation

Is this really what we're supposed to be doing here?

On Veterans Day, we honor the brave, whose selfless valor paints the canvas of our nation's history. Their sacrifices echo in the free voices that utter words of liberty. Each sunrise is a testament to their courage, and every peaceful night, a debt we owe

A truly liberating feeling comes when you gather the courage to say goodbye to what you can't adjust

a breeze, some warm chamomile tea and your hand on my leg

a solo walk
on a dark rainy night
is just a good excuse
to get drenched
in memories of you

call you babe and would write it on your neck,
with my tongue.

Time runs like
a river.
Something you can
never catch…..

the lyrics they hum to you, while you dance

The chess piece I closest relate to is the clock