Orange& blue
eyes that squint and legs that wrap& cling and move,
long blinks of black
Harbored in the posture of a Greek statue & the poise of a Victorian castle.
hearts that bleed in your mouth and all over the floor.

You were a real person. With real skin and bones and bruises on your knees.
There was a surface but there were layers behind the surface. One was the beauty you look at and another could be the beauty you look at for a long time. Two different layers. One could be the way you gave up your bread and another could be the when you thought an immaculate thought and no one knew and there was no way for them to know.

There is so much we don’t know about the history of humans. There are entire empires, civilizations and dynasties or even little events like a certain breath you take in that makes your heart overflow( which is magic to me) that are completely lost. Never to be heard of or known by other human in any other time. (But that doesn’t make it any less real.) maybe some of the most unfathomably incredible to the most unfathomably tragic things to happen in the history of this earth nobody will never know. And there is something so overwhelming about that. There is so much beauty in the unknown and unsaid.

Relationships with people are the most sacred and unfathomably gorgeous things that this maybe limitless world can possess. It's so astonishing how some people just work with each other. Sometimes in such weird, strange ways it's so incredible. I love that. And people showing their hearts to people because that person is that person and there is such an element of trust and love. ANOTHER THING I LOVE IS HOW PEOPLE CAN MAKE EACH OTHER LAUGH! Oh my golly I could go on forever its one of my favorite things. Some people have such fantastic humor languages with each other or in general. And it's because it's them that it's so funny and it's so hard to explain. I love how people can make people laugh in such a number of ways it's so beautiful and I know I keep using that word but it is. There's no better word to describe it. And there is vulnerability and tenderness towards each other which can really make me melt into a puddle. I have found that strength and tenderness to go really hand in hand. I love how humans touch each other. In any way because I am talking about all humans bonds which I couldn't tell you the number of ways humans can do that or how it works. But I love how people hold hands or tackle each other or hug or kiss or feel or punch or hold ect.. I love it, I love it, I love it. Just how some people click and how it works even if it's messed up or if it's not. It's magic, okay, pure magic and some relationships are painfully just surface but when it's a real bonding (between human or I suppose anything else in that matter) in which-ever infinite way, it is so beautiful past the point to even do it justice with description. I love seeing people with each other, I do. (Same applies in movies and books) All of it, I love it, I do.

Who am I to say what created this earth? Who I am to say anyone is right or anyone is wrong because there is an infinite amount of knowledge that I do not know. I also have no idea what knowledge is or if it even exists on a universal standpoint but whether there is a creator or whether the infinite amount of atoms and molecules that are infinitely great found there ways together or whether it is a combination or if I'm completely off, still ****** kudos to you.

Everything that was vulnerably human crashed into his chest as that beautiful song played

Is studying the universe from a human perspective really studying the universe or studying ourselves