Mo Wright

- Settling, into something I’ve resisted; for so long. It tastes unfamiliar, but sweet, at the same time. “It comes in waves,” is how the magnificence, has always arrived for me. When it comes, that is. But, I don’t resist it. I find the inconsistency, comforting .

So time, continues, to pass by and my memories, continue, to grow fonder, with time. These seasons, can seem worthless, but I have found, that love, isn’t alone. ♥️ •

Don’t stop, b e l i e v i n 😊💭🍭 - Some years, are muddier than others; but I feel good things coming. 🙏🏼✨

“Well I saw him walk in, with his cowboy hat and I thought to myself, I could use some of that.” 🖤❤️

The seasons of weather are very similar to the seasons of life. Sometimes, it’s warm, bright & sunny. Other times, it’s cold, but just the right temperature. Other times, it’s freezing. We get lost in every season, but then, somehow; we find our way back to ourselves, in order, to change, for the next season. If we are strong enough, to adapt, to the seasons of the weather; how much stronger then, must we be, when we choose, to adapt; to the seasons, that life, brings us.

To hear you say, you’re mine, to hear you say, you’re mine, would mean everything to me.