So a friend of mine wrote this poem, and for some reason today it really goes with a lot of the conversations/thoughts I have had throughout the day so I thought I would post:
SHRIVELED HEART
dreams, made unattainable.
listen when they say goals need to be measurable.
but you can't gauge love,
it is immeasurable.
all other facets of life seem
within grasp, i can always succeed
when a passion exists for it,
but why, of all things,
this phenomena above all others,
i cannot grasp.
By Alyssa Koehler
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