We caught up on our latest findings on top of the quiet hill.
"If 'nothing' is something that is non-existent, then why do we have a name for it? Obviously 'nothing' is a thing." You said.
My feelings for you are a thing, but if you don't know it, then is it nothing? Can I even call it anything?
"Does a pair of socks exist, or are there just two socks?" That one made me laugh.
"A pair of socks." Only because I desperately want there to be a pair of us.
"The whole earth is just a cycle. Everything is recycled. If my cells are made up of recycled atoms, then wouldn't I be as old as Earth?" I questioned after a moment of silence. Maybe parts of us were molecules from the same thing that lived in the ancient times.
Max, looking at you beside me, I knew you had the power to complete me.
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Roses and Candles
شِعرThe letters written for my first. An encounter from a dream that could've been more but never progressed far enough to be a happy ending; A collection of scenes, not enough to create a movie, that's settled in the depths of my beating heart; A stri...
