Reverie

  It's positively bizarre how fast someone can take over so much of your being. Remember when Coldplay had sung, "Nobody said it was easy, noone ever said it'd be so hard"? Well, they had obviously lied. 'cause it is that easy. Like nothing ever in my life has felt this easy before than being with you.   Sometimes, it scares me - the fear of loss, the what-ifs that come pouring in. But then I remind myself it feels so delicately precious because of how remarkably beautiful it is. I try to look back on times when I've heard them say to live in the moments and be grateful for whatever wonderful we get to be a part of. After all we are but a fragment of this vast universe. I marvel at how lucky one has to be to experience the wholeness of the universe in these brief moments which seem to last forever yet never long enough when we're together. What a conundrum!  They wrote poems about drowning in someone's eyes but haven't they felt the urge to stay af

I hope you put down these mountains you keep carrying inside your backpack and rest your weary bones at times. I know this world is relentless in its demands. Ruthless to the core, cruel and unforgiving. But you need not be so to yourself. Hear her out, sit with her, let the grief flow. Hug her close and then let her go. Your heart gets heavy I know, at the thought of parting ways with her 'cause she is all you've known for the entirety of your life but trust in time and know that there's more to life than this hurt you keep towing around in that heavy backpack of yours. With time, the past heaviness becomes nothing but phantom pain. Ghosts that keep haunting if you keep them locked up. Free them. Let them go. Forgive and move on. Your feelings are just and valid but don't give them the power to uproot your bearings. I know words hurt but to err is human and to hold on to grudges is more painful. If you haul all the hurt with you, how do you breathe in the new dawn? How