I love how summer just wraps it’s arms around you like a warm blanket.

Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless.

...and should I die in her care, I would leave smiling because, I will linger in the hills beside her...

Sometimes the only way to ever find yourself is to get completely lost.

From where it came and to where it goes, I wish I knew, like the river knows.

I'm nostalgic for a better tomorrow.