Have i been here before?
have these encounters perhaps happened in a past time or a past life?
why do these feelings of familiarity haunt me so?
strange.
so strange.
perhaps we have all lived a thousand lives of this very same day and ages, forever repeating unto the great nothingness that is existence.
i am unsure
this feels so odd and yet so right.
i need her, these feelings never leave
never leave, never repeal, forever renewing and evolving.
i want to grow old and watch us age together, sitting upon the porch of the fruits of our lives labors and just remember. recall. recalect.
love.
all these limbs.
all these feelings.
all these truths.
one day the right will be reunited and the wrong will suffer for their incompetence.
i know this as fact.
love.
with every emotion under the sun... and then some,
<3
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