All the Infinite Places

Despite what others might say, I wasn't afraid of being incompleteㅡit's what keeps my hungry soul searching for dreams to devour-but I was afraid of living in a world where I was paralyzed to yearn for wishes. Your existence's inexhaustible noise ceased havoc among the barriers I put up myself and tantalized the firestorm of my possessed collection of perished dreams, my graveyard of feared fruition. I opened my gates for you as you breezed into my life with your soft-hued wishes that thawed all that was arrogant in the universe. Above all, we're capable of reaching for greater heights and diving into deeper oceans; we're endless.

Stand-alone (Epistolary)
On-going