The Truest You (Things Change)

Oil, Acrylic, Marker on canvas.

I wrote something on the back of this and it faded away. A faded thought in time about something that probably no longer matters in present tense but meant the world to me at the time. I think it was about a Love for someone who I couldn’t pin. They kept changing faces as if it were a game to be played. So I ended up loving all the faces they put up and I believe that scared them even more into retreat. No more games, no more guessing games.

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