Dawson's p.o.v
After all has been said and done, I am beside myself. Falling off a bookshelf, there goes another creative idea. Tears of the cross hang in the balance here. Even if the space between us grows bigger, I will remember you. Retracing my steps, it is what it is. After all has been said and done, I am responsible for whatever comes next. Going backwards and then forward, it is what it is. Even if everyday doesn't feel like Christmas, I love Jesus. My metamorphosis is a lifelong journey. Baby blue skies surround me twenty four seven. Enchanting paradox, realm of godly wisdom and laughter.
