Focused on opposite directions, who’d have thought we would ever intertwine still and all we settled, perching on each other’s soul, like the Gulf of Alaska, converging but not merging for we were contradictory yet inseparable opposites. I came to light from behind the closed doors, without caution but with curiosity and purged my heart out, into the glass you held so gently, my need to sense the breeze and run my hands over freedom was satiated and without you proposing to, I was willing to walk down the road with you. You hiked into the dark roads of my city that were waiting to be found crafted countless reveries that wouldn’t escape my memory for an eternity, I am overwhelmed by the sanctity and purity of what love tends to bring thank you, for being the waterfall to my crater. The world is round, the travellers told so so don’t worry if you get lost in this odyssey, we shall always be united under
Consciously read the words I write, for these are the words I fail to say.