What's it like to experience a love akin to the sun?
I ponder and deduct, what's probable?
Chance has become my enemy; I make an effort to leave him nothing.
For that reason, I am afraid to commit to anything that doesn't strike me as ceaseless from the start.
I want to be with someone who colors my
World as orange as Japanese maple trees in autumn
And as pink as Begonias
I want someone who will scale the horizon just to bring me comfort, routine, something I can always depend on.
I want our time together to rise in beauty and light,
And fade with the same grace.
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Poetry"I believe that maturity isn't dependent on age, But rather the severity of the trials the mind and heart have undergone." Growing up comes with so many challenges that can be uncomfortable and confusing. We're all thrown into the ocean and expec...
