Contentment
“If grieve was a love that has no where to go, then happiness to me, is sadness that has found its home, made peace and feel accepted completely.
A contentment.”
For all of the feelings I refuse to deny, and all of the memories I refuse to forget.
“If grieve was a love that has no where to go, then happiness to me, is sadness that has found its home, made peace and feel accepted completely.
A contentment.”