You know what this is about for me?
It is about the fleeting moments.
The ones where you meet someone,
and you instantly feel a connection,
beyond looks, beyond appearance.
Something truly genuine,
that you couldn't understand it,
even if you dissected the persons' mind.
Something so beautiful,
in its mystery way,
that you would rather leave it that way,
rather than try to capture and explain it.
Because,
even if you open up the particularities of the person,
you will never truly seize who they are,
unless you do it with your heart.
Goodluck, on feeling the feelings.
YOU ARE READING
Silenced.
PoetryCollections of unspeakable thoughts and the words left unsaid. Copyright © 2017 by ikumako. All Rights Reserved.