Must I keep reminding you that they are just words, without actions, without meaning? Your heart may feel alive, your soul may feel revived, but you must take heed, for the foolish speak without substance, the wise stay silent.
I am a catalyst, longing to be heard, I am a mystery, waiting to be solved, I am a dreamer, envisioning the future, I am an abstract mind, figuring complexities, far from the realms of reality. I am your trusty confidant, your secret safe with me, my lips are sealed. I am on a pursuit of growth, ever-expanding in an infinite, boundless sea. I am….Me.
I never thought it would end up like this, where feelings turn into words and words turn into actions that have the power to change lives, souls, mindsets, motives, intents. I never thought it would end up like this.
You called me beautiful and I couldn’t resist, that smile so bright, I just didn’t want to miss.
monotone grays against saturated magenta hues, against midnight- blue shades with twinkling lights surrounded by aromas so potent. Wind, caressing our faces, setting us free to embrace each other’s presence. A kiss to the hair, I am crashing, against waves, against walls, against rocks, piercing my soft, tender skin. A flash, lighting, could it be? No.
I will continue to walk the shadows of this long, windy, musty hallway.
I’m sorry my dear, I wish I could warn you. For monsters hide in the shadows of the eyes of the one you love. Poisonous lips, seducing eyes, a touch so electric, like a current running through the wires of towers that line the streets where you roam. I’m sorry my dear, that I have not instructed you on the precautions one must take in order to survive. Run, Run, Run...