One morning I saw myself in a mirror. And realised how much I have changed. I stayed for more. Stared at my eyes, for awhile. Started questioning myself.
How, when, why, where.
Not who. Cause I know it’s you.
10.32, legs crossed between mine. The morning breeze, slaves of uncertainty. Let me amputate my thoughts into fractures. The river of affection, dreams and expectation.
How hard it is just to understand your own soul. Mazes of history, mystery, misery. But she unfolds me.
Her love is river deep. My bargain is far too cheap.