Pitter Patter.
- Sam John
- Jan 23
- 1 min read
Drops.
Effort...
Never measured in large amounts.
Rather, a reinforcement.
Repetition.
Growth... finally leading to evolution.
A forward motion with paces back but never changing direction.
Things change. People change.
I'm glad I did.
Free to be the man I am.
Not who I needed the world to believe I was.
Free to be hated.
It's a boost to the fuel of love that won't ever fade away.
Hate/Love.
Closer to each other than we would like to believe.
Yours faithfully,
Dreamer.
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