sometimes i forget that it all started with writing. with letting go, and breathing and letting the words flood through me.
some people - most people - don't understand that. the music of words. their beats, their underlying meanings. i mean, we live in a world where the word "literally" no longer exists. not really.
sometimes i wonder if i have forgotten how to write, or rhyme. and then i'll meet someone that reminds me that i haven't - i just lost the words. and you stare into eyes that you don't know, but begin to hear their thoughts and think: magic! but, no. it's simple, natural, human connection.
i love that: the simple truth.
i love that i am simple, and in that simplicity i am an universe planted into an atom unfolded.
i am far more than you give me credit for.... and yet nothing at all.
i can love you forever, if you let me.... and i promise never to leave. but, i will - because you will ask me to. because a love like that is frightening.
here.
sometimes i forget how far they live - my best friends. and, yet, i feel the in my heart beat.... because my heart is no longer mine.
i have found a way to give it back to the creator, whilst exponentially growing and giving it away.
that's how i know that i have not forgotten how to write, that's how i know i still create when speaking the words of others.
but, i am still afraid. beyond that - i push through.
some people - most people - don't understand that. the music of words. their beats, their underlying meanings. i mean, we live in a world where the word "literally" no longer exists. not really.
sometimes i wonder if i have forgotten how to write, or rhyme. and then i'll meet someone that reminds me that i haven't - i just lost the words. and you stare into eyes that you don't know, but begin to hear their thoughts and think: magic! but, no. it's simple, natural, human connection.
i love that: the simple truth.
i love that i am simple, and in that simplicity i am an universe planted into an atom unfolded.
i am far more than you give me credit for.... and yet nothing at all.
i can love you forever, if you let me.... and i promise never to leave. but, i will - because you will ask me to. because a love like that is frightening.
here.
sometimes i forget how far they live - my best friends. and, yet, i feel the in my heart beat.... because my heart is no longer mine.
i have found a way to give it back to the creator, whilst exponentially growing and giving it away.
that's how i know that i have not forgotten how to write, that's how i know i still create when speaking the words of others.
but, i am still afraid. beyond that - i push through.
