she whispered
i could not comprehend why it matters to some people.
the depth. breadth. and timing of feelings.
how can these earthly dimensions describe the intensity of emotion.
how do you measure a soul. how do you capture its essence.
how do you contemplate its play on life.
its confinement to perspectives. addictions to trivial entrapments.
the insatiable thirst to define the point of endings and beginnings.
i dont know.
maybe ever since this universe was just a ball of gas.
she smiled.
truth is. time is irrelevant to the whole context.
i was simply designed to love her.
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