"Some birds are not meant to be caged. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you come to open the cage to feed them, they somehow fly past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still the place where you live is that much more empty and drab because of their departure"
22. College junior. Still trying to find my way within these vast blue skies and foreign lands. The sweet melody of birds still call for me beyond the bars of this cage. Maybe one day I'll be able to sing along too.
I want to weave poetic words with the threads of your love, but God's love, my darling, is more than enough.