The sky was separated from the sea, and it cried for you.
Love this line: “The sky was separated from the sea, and it cried for you”
Thank you. This one has so many different meanings for me. You could ask me any day of the week what it meant and you'd receive a different answer.
Grief often feels numb and cold. You captured that well here. Wondering and wandering aimlessly thinking that this is just how things will be from now on :( I liked this a lot.
Thank you, Hue. It is a restless feeling and trying to put that feeling into the right words is a difficult task.
I’m glad you turned this into an article it deserves it.
Thank you. I have done a lot of work on it and I felt it was finally polished enough to go up.
Beautiful piece Melanie.
Love this line: “The sky was separated from the sea, and it cried for you”
Thank you. This one has so many different meanings for me. You could ask me any day of the week what it meant and you'd receive a different answer.
Grief often feels numb and cold. You captured that well here. Wondering and wandering aimlessly thinking that this is just how things will be from now on :( I liked this a lot.
Thank you, Hue. It is a restless feeling and trying to put that feeling into the right words is a difficult task.
I’m glad you turned this into an article it deserves it.
Thank you. I have done a lot of work on it and I felt it was finally polished enough to go up.
Beautiful piece Melanie.