the girl who's wrists shoutout appreciation to her sleeves, never quite knows what to say when they fall down her arms.

but.

but.

but.

just tell me you're not just a little bit proud to wear your scars like badges displayed on the surface of your skin.

We set out building blocks
Of trust
Love
Honour
Faith
On top of each other
Until they rose into the sky,

But we set them on shaky foundations.

Even the most beautiful of skyscrapers can fall

The winds of change
Are blowing.
My candle is flickering.
I don't know if it will survive

Time melds together into blurry moments of definable passion.
Bringing about something I thought couldn't happen.
A millennium gone twisted into the ether.
Vanished without a memory.
A trial not meant nor fit for the meagre.

Corporeal vessel of twenty-four.
Eternal souls on the waves of time.
Certainly aged much more.
In these arms of mine.

A thousand times over.
You've breathed your last breath.
Immortal souls together.
We transcend life and death.

We found each other once more.
“I feel like we've known each other forever, have we met in the past?”.
A thousand times over.
Each more longing than the last.

“If your soul could speak of our love, the seas would implode and the skies would burn.”
For that is the true reason your soul cannot learn.

Wiped clean of colossal treasure.
Wealth our people couldn't fathom nor measure.

A thousand times over.
We'll find each other more.
Our passion like time is endless.
Waking up upon the eternal shore.