Golden Moments

I choke back the words I would have said and try to open my mind.
I hope you understand and make the best of what you hear.

I try to remember what I wanted to say, what I wanted to write.
In those golden moments.

You kissed me like you were explaining to me where you are.
I understand and hope you enjoy.

When you give yourself permission to be imperfect you practice perfection.
 It's a different way of learning.

What happens to you is private, between you and the almighty.
So forgive yourself as quickly as possible and turn your lemons into lemonade.
Let go of shame and self-doubt.

Sometimes the only way to understand the unexplained is like reaching the unreachable.
And the only way to mend this golden heart is by holding it.

Yeah, I know I should be writing every single day instead of slumping in this chair the size of a child in front of the computer.

You're my greatest distraction.