To be sparked,

so saturated,

then to observe the decline of the very thoughts once sought to be pure-

this is neglect.

the fall-out of glimmering potential.

i tried.

Venetian Snares - Szamár Madár

i felt my chest cave in once this began. please close your eyes and listen, feel...

3:58

my mind has been fed.

Altissima quaeque flumina minimo sono lab

Illuminance of your veins,

enigmatic roots suffocating my spine, as it travels

flickering ink-spheres violently eradicate

(divide)

unraveling timely

(above,fused)

milked sclera and...

(scattered,ivory structure ghostly chants of the decline, molecular binds grasped and pulled-)

the reveal

the reveal... ..

It has been almost two years now, since I met someone I have chosen to keep in my thoughts for as long as my mind allows me- just a few days in from learning each other's names-and being just as angry as I was, we fought, laughed, and he'd sit there silent with me for hours, get excited when i taught him of the stars and my metaphysical thoughts. He told me when I was being stupid,made me so many special things, shared very private moments, was too shy to call me beautiful, but expressed it in such admirable ways, he fed my passion, mind, and thoughts. we were fused.

We ruined each other about 6 months later.

some edits he did of me, knowing how much i loved dreaming of the world above-

"you are nourishing"

. that's what he said .

33:33