Stardust and I drift away, I float away, but never away Guided, lifted, provided, I could never leave your side. Meditate, you feel me somewhere, within the air, I’m always there. My essence is glowing and I wish I could stay, as much as I close my eyes, Consciousness raising, soul ascending, spiritually building, binding …
I dropped my phone in the toilet yesterday and it broke my heart. Jump start to the present and I’ve been absent from the outside world; indulging within the inside comforts of my soul. No more selfies, no Instagram, Facebook, or sadly Snapchat, no connections to society, detached, un-distracted, unfamiliar but clarifying… for the …
I want to know if you felt the way that I feel about you a second ago. Perhaps you’ll feel it as I’m looking into the skies, cloudy, dark, yet comforting, rolling across, inviting …feel me yet? Rain, so I know it’s real.
Green pastures loaded with grape vines, cows grazing while the sun is blazing through the window of this bus ride. Sonoma County, you’ve been great.
Is the girl that barely wears any clothes or only takes back shots your definition of pretty? Or is it that girl who wears a lot of makeup and a lot of weaves who takes a million selfies and rephrases rapper’s lyrics in her captions as she reaches for an audience? What about the girls …
Can we go back to Wonderland, an existence that is no particular place but everywhere at the same time?
Heartbreak, You are my greatest adversary; your fertile imprints planted the seeds that has blossomed my growth, hmm my soul. At your worst, you are love Amber Choisella 💐
Addiction is a word I hear thrown around frequently, probably because one of my favorite shows is Intervention, so yeah that makes sense. Yet we’ve all known someone or many who has have issues fighting against this thing called addiction. I know I have. It’s devastating to witness or fully understand unless you’ve been addicted …
And when everything seem to be falling down you create arches, bridges, and roads for me to travel round, or maybe it’s through… And when you ask me what 2 +2 is and I say me plus you, you argue with me, challenge and disagree with me, you help me grow. And I miss your …
How did we grow to here, is it that we fell? Isn’t that what lovers do? Un-true, you and me grew into one without ever falling. Amber Choisella
