The following account comes from the depths of a creative mind and a complex soul.
The following lines are meant for healing and not for harming.
The following lines are for my very soft place for happiness that sometimes is delayed.
And maybe for you, since you came across this.
Once upon a time, my words brought happiness to me and to a dear person of mine. The appetite for reawakening my words have come from a deep desire to pull away from the pain and channel it into something creative. I dedicate this to all the healing souls.
Once upon a time, I used to smile at a smile. Your smile. It would light up my world and set my senses on fire. Now I am left seeking your smile in the past. Blessed be thy smile and those lips around them.
Once upon a time I would have a token of you to hide from the world. Now this token of a piece of me is in your house. I hope you will cherish it the way I look back and cherish everything. I hope my rainbows will shine a light on the shores of the greenest lake you've walked on. Maybe even we've walked.
I hope. I hope? I will not hope another hope of mine. I will claim this history of mine as a token of a bigger plot. I will keepsake this stepping stone. Thank you. I love you. I will miss you.
Once upon a time, my bed would have been warmed and scented with you. I will whisper against the night the sweet scent that lingers in my memory. Blessed be, oh warm body.
The odes I used to sing in your name. Keep them safe. For I have never wanted to open my mouth more than for your ears to hear them.
You are safe in the arms of my magic. Altough you've taken a step away, you are deep in my most best thoughts.
I will always come in peace. I have never wanted war. The darkness will swallow me if needed be to keep you safe.
This is an ode to you. You shall be safe now. The sun has set two minutes apart, which is an ode to the universes we are about to build.
I wish you well. Peace in every stone you throw, for waves are meant to happen even in the stillest ponds. But, for what is worth, it might be worth making the waves.
All the best,
Alexandra
To all the broken hearts, we shall do well 💜
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