Comfort is questioned.
As another story unveals tonight,
the uncharted road not explored.
A familiar image appears.
With a flash of lightning
on both the left and right.
Breathe in.Scent of Pure bliss, with a hint of carpe diem
Though it is not our home.
For we do not have one,yet.
Not caused by anything, but our true desire.
Constant change and chance.
Solely living life.
Where we'll end , who knows.
Fate is devious, but tasteful
and factors out what does not accommodate you.
A sudden noise begins.
Eyelids open.
my alarm has waken me.
I sit up fast.
Why was this dream so concealed?
Buried so deep, unseen to even me til now.
I look arond in a new place, alone.
remembering the first road explored.
So easy. Simple. So 'Normal".
Thoughts pop as if it were popcorn thrown in a fire.
Love is infinite and blind,
but aquires true ambitions.
Happines doesnt grow.
It is inevitable,
if its genuinely you.
Another chance as a taste arises.
Do you go for it or deny it?
Similar devotion from both sides required.
Hearts get taken and then shattered.
As it is a part of LIVING life.
Being scared of it is a silly choice.
Human nature makes it so hard to deal.
Doesn't make it impossible.
Living Life and finding self-fullfillment isn't easy,
for if it was, being alive would be just as unreal as a DREAM.
Stories of Exes.3
