Amid cultural crashes and colliding differences,
Broken promises and denied real chances,
Youthful hopes and aging expectations,
Other attempts and obligation chores,
Still a hole from the piece left behind.
Swimming shores, and flying wings,
Burning flames those memories,
Pushing or shoving endlessly,
Till goodbye becomes hello,
And Hello chooses to stay.
That he will always be,
My unfettered pondering.
~For all the people who’ve chosen to love me, even when I was being unlovable. For making me feel loved, and special whether it was for a short few weeks or years on end. Thank you. For the one person, whose existence makes me a little bit more of a believer. For always finding me, and for allowing our lives to somehow always gravitate towards each other. Thank you. Thank you.~