I’m two times divorced and one time widowed
But from death, the heart doesn’t move
It sits down where sense vanished, where now flowers are growing
Allowing itself just to mourn
Tag: heartache
I Tried
no place exists where you cannot touch me
you find me wherever I hide
your heart is my heart, and no moving or hiding
can ever escape what’s inside
The Road to You | Vägen till Dig
my heart’s straightest road ends in you
it shimmers and calls, but I don’t go there
not anymore