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Until the Sun burns out, and the stars fall down.

By SereniteePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Aqua.

Our spirits entwined, and you cracked open my heart like a bottle of wine, the taste of your finest red poured past my lips.

Each day poses as a new adventure for us and for self. We walk upon a beautifully windy path that hugs the edges of a mountain; we witness a sunset; the trees sway while uncovering the undiscovered and removing the suppression. Layer by layer, our hearts emerge, reminding us of how big they truly are.

I watched self flow through life, searching for subconscious dejavu's, feeling like the earth owns me, yet I was unable to find home.

You appeared as a shadow, dark, mysterious, hidden, and risky. I sensed a similarity, a familiarity, which led me to pull closer into you. The switch flickered on and your light poured into the very veins of my shadow; clarity arrived swiftly.

We've tumbled, grown, adjusted, adapted, welcomed, aligned, accepted, reflected, and found ourselves within beautifully deep waters.

Depth.

Not like the ocean, but depth like the galaxy. The floor and ceiling cease to exist; there is only expanse space that holds multiple milky ways, black holes, and twinkling balls, and that's my type of place that I want to explore.

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Serenitee

Thoughts | Experiences | Feels | Words

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