Journeys
“Are you falling in love with her..?”
But there he looked onward, without a single way of direction
With logical reasoning behind him, he could not fathom the thought
It was as if something so absurd had lied down in front of him
From a hidden spot he never knew to look,
The weight of the glass pulled him down
Like his thoughts.
She was rare in all her peculiarities
Made up of every kind of purity known to man
She was everything and nothing all at once
A representation of all that he lacked, no matter the article
She made him decent, and in return he made her happy
His arm reached only for her
“Help me lose my mind”
he uttered looking into her eyes in order to catch the despair
Suddenly caught short of breath
The little bit of liqueur pestered him, like the voice
He thought to himself,
There was only one pleading argument to if she’d ever say adieu
“I’m so much better when you’re around”
The words echoed in the back of his mind
Home never had an address, but a path
Where ever she set foot
He saw her spinning from the corner of his eyes
Free and alive
But, she always held him
With all that she could
As if she was his only genuine believer.
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