Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Anchors...


Who holds you down when all you want to do is fly away? 

Who keeps you above water when you're so damn tired 
and just want to sink to the bottom of the sea?

Who keeps you from drifting away 
no matter how wild the winds and how tall the waves?

Find your anchor, Love.

Sail until the seas and skies turn into endless blue.

Me and you, Love. Me and you.