Let me taste the end of your july. And be the taste to your august.

Let me share the burdens you hold. And breathe everything you deserve back into you.

It will be patient and kind. It will be tender and soft. It will hold you accountable but in the same regard hold you up when you fall. All i ask is i little in return. For this to not be a one way street. I’ll still try to drive down if it is though. 😦