Reverie

I heard the salty breeze.

I heard the befalling darkness.

The words at my fingertips formed a nocturne 

They flowed above us and danced a quiet waltz.

We watched.

I had no wings

Certainly.

But would you believe me if I told you I could fly.

Because of you,

I was the ocean 

And my heart was dyed a cerulean blue.

W

Love is a spark. 

Sometimes it lights up your life; sometimes you burn down things with it.

Love is a key. 

Sometimes it opens a door for you; sometimes you lock yourself in with it.

Love is giving up. 

Sometimes it rids your vices; sometimes you sacrifice your dreams for it.

Love is a change. 

Sometimes it changes your world; sometimes you use it to change the other.

Love is a connection.

 Sometimes it guides you to happiness; sometimes you trace grudges through it.

Love is a trip. 

Sometimes it brings you to the greatest wonders; sometimes you find your way back with it.

Love is a gamble.

 Sometimes it wins you a future; sometimes you lose yourself in it.

At the end of the day, I'm still sorry how things had turned out for us.

But hey, it's time to face the music. 

Love is not as bad as we've made it to be.

I am sure.

Hope you would come to realize that from the next person.

So this is for you.

The last time you as you.  

What You Seek Is Seeking You

Mom once said,

The moment you find yourself looking at the sky, you are already a philosopher.

I am dreaded by the thought of stop feeling feelings. That's the worse thing you could ever do to a person, or to yourself.

So show me that you are a person.

A person fully capable of rich thoughts, vast emotions, meaningful communications, deep connections, chaotic struggles, dark desires, unwavering pursuits 

And in turn, you will see me as my own 

I promise.