Regaining a sense of your true self through awakening a latent consciousness and letting go of regrets about the past—which was a necessary step toward its fruition—is what realization is all about.
My cathartic heart threw away the finished leaves of bitter autumn's burning I brewed myself a loving cup, made sweeter by my learning tansy, bay with chamomile, bright meadow flowers to sip tastes better far than poison found upon your lips
this river of time spreads out between us like the styx threading its way through the underworld one soul split in half by a jealous god destined to search through stars and oceans for the missing piece cheated by fate allowed only a blink before left with a longing so deep it burns yet that one taste was so much sweeter than any treasure olympus has to offer and still, after everything here we are; each word we write only for each other living for the fantasy the ever present dream that maybe this time we'll defy the gods our love reaching further than even the fates dare to go.