Funny thing, your brain,
how it always functions on one
level or another. How, even stuck in
some sort of subconcious limbo, it works
your lungs, your muscle twitches, your heart,
in fact, in symphony with your heart, allowing it
to feel love. Pain. Jealousy. Guilt. I wonder if it’s the
same for people, lost in comas. Is there really such a thing
Posted on Sunday July 4th
About me
“ The truth is, we hide because we want to be found. We walk away to see who will follow. We fall to see who will come pick us up. We cry to see who will wipe away our tears and we let our hearts get broken to see who will come & fix them. Fate determines who walks into your life; you determine who you let walk out, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go. "
