eh

chest pains aren’t fun at all. I mustn’t dive backwards

meet them.

If there’s a hole in your heart, go to the one who opened it. Meet them.

Apologies

To fathom what cannot be undone is to learn from one’s shortcomings.

christ

Have I lost feeling? Am I going mad?

good company

As far as interpersonal relationships goes, there isn’t anything better than company where everyone is growing into their greatest selves.

dinner (dream)

It’s night.

The table, wrapped in cloth. The coldness of the beverage sweats off the glass and into knitted fabric. Splotches of water can been seen sporadically on the table.

The clanging and cheers of the nearby people fill the air in celebratory fashion. It seemed to be a joyous night for many.

Across, a woman sits before me. Wearing a striking auburn dress, her collarbones naked and her shoulders exposed. The light from the chandelier above glistens off of them.

She wore an evident smile and her laugh stood out among the crowd. We’d exchanged banter that had encompassed the moon. All while our feet affectionately pecked each other throughout the night.

What a dream.

el dorado

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.

your song

Your song, which I can only imagine would sound like an open flowerbed in the dusk of summer. The kind you’d often find yourself frolicking in where the air is clean and the petals stretch multiple miles, far outside the reach of vision.

Your song sounds what a tropical forest smells and some odd way taste like, with all its fruit and rainwater bliss. The kind that is rich and flavorful. Wildlife and all.

Your song, to me, is what I’d often catch myself playing on repeat to the end of all my days; a wonderful tune.

Getting it.

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?

distance

I’d bargain that there’s such thing as emotional travels. When you’ve gone far out, there’s no way in finding your way back to place you once were. Metaphorically-speaking of course.

Converse

Hold a conversation with your neighbor. Might even come across a new friend.

Forever, Always

The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?

Bonds

There’s something beautiful about the way two wandering souls can meet halfway. Affecting one another by mere presence. It’s difficult to go through life without impacting your neighbor. The lessons we take up shape us into who we are meant to me. Or so I like to think…