Understand, I’m not
like an ordinary world.
live in a world of madness and passion, incapable of feeling none. Everlasting emptiness of adventure that I dialled into my soul, yet that day was the one I chose to be alone.
I thought at that time, it all had to be sure.
No grief and no sorrow could burn a hole in my heart, for my soul is full of art and senses that will never fade dark. It wasn’t a wait, or call for help, but time to understand I wanted something great…
A lighting to strike.
I chose to feel, contradicting what they thought, for I read too many novels not to shoot the shot. An untamed connection, a change in the plot, a flaming feeling…
That was the knot.
No feeling is sure, or straightforward with no fight, it just isn’t a promise, it’s a change, a piece of someone’s heart. You’re like an oxymoron…
You’re a limited lifetime guarantee.
“Intimate strangers”, “only choice”, “limited freedom”, “seductive innocence”, “organised chaos”.
Absolutely unsure.
See how it all contradicts each other? Takes away the trust? See what I mean? I wonder why it doesn’t bother…
The intensity of forever.
I’ve got the whole world to see and letters to write, flower crowns to make and waves to ride.
Adventurous and passionate.
Yours truly.
Dum spiro spero.
