forreal this time.

...as if it was yesterday
that I first knew what it felt like

to be loved.

That moment I knew,
that very moment when he left that dining chair in our dimly lit kitchen,
I immediately felt that emptiness inside,
the kind of feeling that makes you feel like nothing is complete

without the one you love.

I knew then immediately that when I first laid eyes on that very imprint he left,
the way our chair covers were now slightly disproportionate from when he got up
and when I felt his hand touched my shoulders
and the way my shoulders welcomed his touch

I felt complete.

That I knew then as I embraced his simple yet meaningful touch
that he was mine.
That smile that pierced the dim light of the kitchen,
that particular smile that smothered the room with warmth
on that one cold night of December,
I could feel then that he would be mine

forever.

Because it wasn't like any other.
This wasn't your "let's make love" smile, this was the
"let's make life, love and stress happen.
Let's live every unhappy moment together
and make it love."
And I was confident since then to say that

I was in love.

maps

…If i were to conceal my yearning to tell you..


That concept,
revokes what destiny emancipated between us.

We are.

In cosmologic language revolved around eachother
Just to balance the universe.

I envisioned histories prescribed in evolved canvases, towering so you can only look up to them.

Are we…

What envokes simple epiphany.

Manifesting time and place as our slate to encrypting fragments of scattered passions,
precisely placed at turning points as incentives to initiate inspiration.

Check.
You, assimilate words to control…
so each has every fine tangible detail.
Perfectly cut into meaningful combinations to express illumination of your speech.

remember, the penetration of your potenial posseses an unconditional promise

inevitable happiness
that endures proclamations of false beliefs.

And I vow to unlock the chaos behind your lips. So this embrace of your being holds justice to what anyone could define in you.
I’m trying subsequently to handle with care the last remnants fossilised in our plateau.
Each crumbling day,
each treasure taken away.
The imprints of our shadows flock and hold onto fading memories, hoping the two of us will meet again in the next lifetime.
Or just right now..

Now just make it right in the methods foretold in our translucent vivid symphonies,
… so dreams could be jealous of realitys’ depiction.
And we can continue to conspire ways to find eachothers sentimental value hiding within.

Its there.

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Do u hear me whisper at night under your breath as you continue your cypher and cycle?
Have u felt me linger under the deep sunrise as I open my eyes
And our hands touch and I thank you?
Do you feel scared in the rain for the change
Or is it warm and cooling? Is it Encouraging?
Do you bask in your questions or dread them or let yourself carry them out and unpack them
Are they treasures to you like they are to me
Is it gold or emerald or diamonds or ruby
Are you lovely or loving
Fleeting or perpetual
Perplexed or perfect
absolute or for the world to share?
Can I make you both?
Can you make me whole?