What keeps you so inspired, my dear peach?

People like you. Words that melt on the inside of my eyelids. Different mindsets. Drug induced mindsets. Understanding that letting go has to happen to solve most things. This woman that I feel like I’ve known my entire life. Men who’s hands can cover my own. Going to places that I’ve never been to. Not learning the names of places so it always feels foreign. Agreeing with a thought that is not only mine. Millions of peaches. Weeping willows that never could smile. Saying goodbye to people who are sooner or later going to come back. Making plans of growing closer with a future friend. Trying to make love to words.