When stared at mirror I notice an out of line individual with shortcomings. I saw my treats as narrow as a shred of light shining through a crack. Mesmerising a cautious notion of, has God forsaken me or has the match has been made in heaven.
My view of simple notions is as complicated as the next kid solving the quantum theory.
Meeting her was a feeling of willingly and unwillingly posture I posed. She was there with a perfect looking gazed. Have I tangled into a never ending thrill then I will gladly accept the challenged which has bespoke upon?
As time traveled from pole to pole so did my desire of her. How I gravitated and was my desire a one sided equation?
Two worlds colliding with their personality and wants of other. The outcome of this has wanted me to dip back into the wilderness of uncertainties.
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A Taste
RomanceA taste is a trip to the sadness and sorrow lane where I pour myself in these short writings. My thoughts are outlined here unpredictably like the UK's weather ☺
