Everyone has a red glass window.It's called your heart.People's windows differ from others,some windows are shaded out and don't let any light come in and than there are some windows that are open to whatever goes pass their them.
Is your window open ou closed out?
Would toi let the air in if toi had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to l’amour and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to l’amour sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet l’amour so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Is your window open ou closed out?
Would toi let the air in if toi had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to l’amour and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to l’amour sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet l’amour so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!