Shel

Shel

You may draw with chalk
to where the sidewalk ends,
and keep falling up
to make those ends meet,
and you can turn out the light in the attic
when all is lost.
But true love- true, true love,
(when only "V" could make it today)
is knowing when you're your best
even without your missing piece.

-Matthew Koutzun


I have a feeling this poem may change and lengthen in a few days time, but I just wanted to post it now... I don't know why I do these things I do- I just get excited!