Cross Stitch

in the center of this heart lives a girl who still needs still craves the comfort of another's arms to hear the voice near and dear assuring her all is well, together we can overcome... she runs to find the reason seeking out the horizon of sweet dreams of everything real, tell me, do you hear? let me know it matters carry me back to the wonderland of possibilities anew how far have we fallen from that state of grace, so many cynics so much doom can we get past the pretending of denying the lie, and live in the moment each and every second, living and loving together as one not falling apart at the seams….