Whenever I drive, no matter what song is seeping its way through the stereo or scenic route I decide to take, all I seem to think about is you.
You are my greatest inspiration whether it’s ink on paper or oil on a canvas.
I don’t know how but you release the creativity held within me every time I think of you.
Now you are barely a memory in the back of my mind.
Sometimes the image of you begins to fade away but I grasp it and hold on tight because I could never bear the moment if one day I can’t think of you.