If there’s a hole in your heart, go to the one who opened it. Meet them.
To fathom what cannot be undone is to learn from one’s shortcomings.
The best conversations is when the sun takes its leave for the moon, all while unnoticed. Spoken words fasten on time itself.
Bliss with a little bit of chaos amidst love. Caressed with sunburnt ignorance under the guise of romance. Left with wounds that fail to close.
I’m a strong believer that we, as people, won’t really get it. From the time we can conceive our own thoughts to the last puffs of the air we breathe. No matter how established we consider ourselves, there’s always hints of ignorances within us. Life is given to us without much of a blueprint to see what works and doesn’t. We can try, but for only so long. Ya know?
the moon clocked out over the horizon so the sun could kiss you when you rose from deep slumber. neighborhood birds watch from a distance in admiration of the beauty that stands before them.
I hear the sound of ambient noises. Outside cars whipping by and the occasional plane that flies overhead. The sun had taken its leave and the moon accompanies me in the night, proving to be good company. Delightful.