Every branch you give me.

Every detailed palm.  Feeling half out.   with my ex roaming and his new girl in the back.  Ian began to open up the good book and this abalone of world.

I was treading water today.  I was dog battling with my work and all kinds of hacks but I was losing ground.  I was sinking down.  I was raving and not remaining.

But how you love to sweep in.

Because God I don't want to harm me. I don't want to be on my drift.  I don't want to be in the wreck.