Excerpts I'll Never Tell

Something in the Orange

It was so beautiful, in its own mystic beautiful catastrophical way. If you had asked me to repeat it back to you in words, I would be stunned and speechless forever held to that burning degree. Never knowing once what to say or how to articulate the way...

See I felt the warmth of it, and got ever dearingly close because of my overwhelming love for it. It was that endless fearless love where it was never lost, and you didn't know where it began and you end. It was everything light and space are made up of.

I got so close and felt so warm, then I was burnt by that everlasting love. It didn't matter though at the end, I fell smiling and hoplessly in love looking up as I free fall... at the sun. I find myself being caught stuck with pieces of the moon built by the same pieces of the sun. Forever reaching for something only time and space holds me back from.

I wander aimlessly just wanting that warmth. I don't know if it'll ever come, or if it ever lasts in reality.

But hey, it must be something in the orange..