Grief is like salt in the pot. It gets added to you layer by layer. But I love an untidy stain on the tablecloth. I want to live with the stains of love on my life.
A Eulogy at the Kitchen Sink.
A Eulogy at the Kitchen Sink.
A Eulogy at the Kitchen Sink.
Grief is like salt in the pot. It gets added to you layer by layer. But I love an untidy stain on the tablecloth. I want to live with the stains of love on my life.