Countless moments with countless souls
She has looked into widened eyes after being asked one of the most pressing questions of them all
“Have you ever been in love?” They’d inquire
Each with the same longing gaze upon their face
“No”
She’d mutter, shameful of this response

Now however, after all this time
When queried once more upon these same 6 words
Her response has changed
“Yes” she proclaims
For she has grown to be in love with herself
And this. This is the greatest love of them all

Devine Bliss
That’s what they should call it
Life’s purest contentment comes from knowing
While also truly believing
That your destiny will align

For thoughts become reality
And prayers will no longer be requests
As all of your dreams stand before you

You, my friend, are Devine
And shall indeed bring me an endless bliss

I haved entered a euphoric state of suspension
It’s almost as if waiting for this perfect life has in its self morphed into utter perfection

You must know that I am living a double life
You see as I continue to grow, conquer, and love many moments
Others are spent in desparity and pitiful reflection
If only our two worlds would merge once more
Perhaps I could fulfill a single persona yet again

My heart has made it ever so clear that this, you, are it’s purest desire
However you live in a state of confusion
For wonderance and doubt is not certainty
Lack of faith and fidelity is not certainty
And a void of emotions will surely ensue
I long for your clarity perhaps more for you than the benefits I could ever reap
This is what true, devout care is surely made of