Nothing can compare to life when two distincts become one.
One virtue, one goal, and yet, still individual.
Working the gears of objective to make a harmonious sun.
Nothing can compare to love when all the brilliance encourages future.
Two souls akin to burning for ever.
Holding each other in the walks of footsteps embracing "he is mine" and "I'll never lose her".
Nothing can compare to a wild imagination.
One thought that can set the course to death
Created in the depths of loyalty, mistrust, and loss affection.
Nothing can compare to a broken heart
One beat. Slow and still weak
The heart that seems to haunt us forever since emerging from the dark.
Those ripples we create within ourselves track the coordinates of our presence.
Those ripples we may feel. Eternally.