we live in a generation where people ignore each other to get each others attention. read this again, it doesn't make sense to me either.

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mark⌁

he is the ray of sunshine dancing over fields of corns and daffodils, swaying in the wind, whispering their songs and he is the strong branches of an oak tree breathing life into a lonely forest. there is magic living beneath his skin, sitting on the surface of his bones as he is the people in suits walking in zero gravity heading for the moon and mars and the interstellar space that exists in between. there's some thing genuinely unique living within him for he is the bird that soars high and free across a white land of floating ice and snow caps, calling out across a valley to his fellow brethren. he is mighty in many ways, a survivor, a warrior, a shelter during the storm, the teachings of wise philosophers who have lived this world and climbed through the fissures of society and past mistakes. yet he is also a fairytale, a glimpse of what i can be if i had the talent, the passion. i know there are times when he doesn't feel like it, times where he forgets who he is- so let this be the reminder of the power and strength he was born with. let this be the reminder of his ability to get through all the struggles and obstacles that once stood in his way for he is he is he is everything and nothing and so much more than what i can ever be. 

i would tell him how much i love him but words cannot fully describe my love for him. it's a combination of this impossibility and this inexplicability that i believe fully envelopes the true definition of love; love is speechless. and perhaps if i was able to describe it then it would not be love.

and i beg him to stay with me through this hurricane.

yours truly,  lyndia♡