A poem from my friend in USA

«for a girl I know in Norway…

put the plane

on autopilot

and let it run its course

and there’s a chance

⁃ no a guarantee, actually

that at some point it will

crash and burn

but because love is not only pleasure

but also pain

then falling down doesn’t mean

that you’re not loved

it means

life is trying to teach you

with every crash and burn

that love isn’t all warm and cozy

like we want it to be

it can burn

sting

stung

like a mad bee

who lost its

honey

to find the best love requires you

push the limit

and fly to flowers that

are far away and the

long, wild flight there

may be scary

and you may

wreck

along the way

but,

love don’t die

so you’re going to have to get up

shake the dust from your little wings

and fly away

again»

//

Thank you very much KT, I am so incredibly grateful that we found each other in this world and I can follow and read your Words. I cannot describe you enough and thank you enough and I very much appreciate that you like my art.

I miss you, but I know you are coming back, and I know you will be blogging and I hope when the day comes, my followers will like your words as much as I do.

From your little butterfly in Norway.

🦋

-Orkidedatter-

(I haven’t link to his blog because I know he can’t blog on his journey he is on right now, I hope you all respect that, thank you)