The Magic of Sunflower Fields, Quotes and Sayings | Heart Trails — I find myself lost in the misty veil
of
July sadness,
August goodbyes,
September transitions, purple heart sorrows. At a loss,
dizzy second-guessing myself,
the more I try to make sense of this,
the more confusing it becomes. Can the signs be less cryptic?
How can I expect others to believe
when doubt creeps in,
mind games…