What is time if it not wasted,
As it stands with our lives given,
Souls unstable ,
As the world keeps spinning
Is it not enough?
Is this not enough?
Enough love given? pain felt, as we re-live
the same, yet not so similar stories.
Re-playing each one with the sound of our own music.
My favorite record on repeat.
Love sings to me, As i touch it and feel it with every part of who I am.
Im in love with love.
Who wouldn’t be?
It’s beauty of an indescribable existence.
It’s mystery of a perfect yet unorthodox connection.
The connection of freedom and all its gifts given.
I’m in love with love.
Who wouldn’t be? ❤️