sometimes, the written language isn't enough
to express how we feel
sometimes, English can't capture it
and it's so frustrating
because no word in any language of the human tongue can explain itI cannot explain to you how deep the sadness that I feel is
a sadness runs through me
and I am slowly healing myselfthe beauty in magick
is that I can feel how others do
and in the blink of an eye
understand them without the need for wordsit escapes me that some people cannot do that
how do you understand each other,
with those funny little words
and unreadable eyes?do you still see the beauty in emotions like I do?
I just want everybody to be happy together.
and I don't know anything stronger than saying I love you,
but when it comes down to it,
I guess I could explain how much I love you
but now in a short way.it's a stir of warmth deep in my soul
and it blossoms in my chest
but it's not the kind of warmth you're thinking of.
it is old, and it is deep, and it is capable of lasting longer than forever.but that doesn't even begin to scratch the surface.
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sat by the ocean
Poesíaphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)