when I wrote I rearranged the stars in heaven for you

I made them shine in your eyes and dance in the skies in honour of you

I pulled the colours of the sunset out of the sky and wrapped you in them like a hug

I fought demons for you and I cast them out into the darkness where they came

i forgave you for all the stupidity  and  unintentional cruelty,

I even let you take my world and twist it into your vision of our future

and still, still, you can not seem to remember what it is you did wrong

you say your sorry but I can never believe you.

the violation of trust has become the expectational norm.

its so hard to get close to you when you keep snipping at my heart strings

please dont untangle me, Ive grown to love this mess

Its my home. its not much, not even comfortable in most ways,

but its all I have and I insist to myself its enough to keep drawing more from myself to give to you,

and still, still I wait for that recognition.

that instance of realisation

the lightning bolt

the one that makes it all so worth it.

the one where stars fall at your feet,

like when the sun crawls out of the sky just to see you wake

where the words wrap themselves like flowers around you

and the only darkness is the one scattered with lights

arranged in random love notes, a love immortal.

and still, still where only bravehearts fear not to try.

My head is in the midst of many thoughts from different minds with compatible speeches of life..My differences are very brilliant with an hand of a geometry teacher,every word planted beneath my tongue has the roots of a sharing person...The eyes of the world has an hidden secret behind every tree!!It's a very hypothectically problem that's based with amazing features of faith..As my mind begin to flow in the wind of wisdom my self-esteem strengthens the confiedence of knowledge..My hands are a tool for God's missions that was visualized on a blue print from heaven's creation..My destination are with effections from experiences with expectational limits!The pain in this world is the darkest part in our spiritual world our hearts become abonded in a mind of confusing actions which leads to destruction..God is the instrument of our peaceful journey that has living waters of restoration of healing and my process is based on faithful limits!! The flower in the fields of fantasies is the hope of healing with abundance,growth,love..My vision brings works of a strong empire build with strong constructions in the best buissness..