I Wish You Knew How Much I Love You.

WAIT!

Before the semester ends, would anyone like to admit they have a crush on me

I'm glad we're friends. We're silly, we're awkward. But I'm so glad you're here.

I wish I had infinite cookie

Have I ever told you how much I love used book stores? I bought two works today; a history of the Siberian Husky, and an old hymnal for my mother.

How many lives have you lived before this? Did you sit on a dusty shelf, or rather a worn pew. How many hands have touched you? How many lives have you touched? Were you held, or did you hold? Perhaps both.

What led you here? Were you loved? Cherished by a grandmother, whom the earth has reclaimed. Or were you cast aside, clutter to be dealt with. Perhaps both.

You are with me know. Loved and safe in my home. My mother will love you, as I do. I hope your time with us is good. I hope you enjoy it. And one day, I hope you are returned to another used book store. I hope your journey continues. Keep touching lives.

$6 is nothing, but you are everything.

Hear me when I say, there will be peace in my valley.

Did you know that if you pay attention in class you'll understand better (I will not be learning from my mistakes)

It was a gift from my sister

Glass was never meant to hold lightning.

*flight of the bumblebee plays furiously as I navigate Walmart*

I love you snakes. I love you moss. I love you mushrooms. I love you coyotes. I love you vultures. I love you scavengers. I love you decomposers. I love you vermin, beasts, and creatures. I love you sacred and damned.