Feeling unloved is the first, and the worst, but it comes and goes with the tide.
There’s love, there’s dust, love, dust, love, dust… then simply, … the wave.
Feeling unloved is the first, and the worst, but it comes and goes with the tide.
There’s love, there’s dust, love, dust, love, dust… then simply, … the wave.
I love this, the picture and the words. Hope you don’t mind if I reblog?
Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
From a blog about Rome and Italy, one of my favourites. Not visited enough in my opinion. Lovely unexpected photos, and some lovely words too.
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