Alone; no has walked the path I’ve walked
Or noticed my soul has been bought
In a room deserted by ambition, a new creed.
Universe within man, to form an eclipse of torment and ecstasy.
A matter at hand to determine the difference between loving and being in love.
No love lost; it has just temporarily departed from my well being to return with an outer layer of steel and learned lessons.
Past actions cannot manipulate my train of thought,
A forever moving machine plunging itself through my mind.
Every experience fueling it. I am constantly living.
She can change everything, bring my love back.
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To idea to be able to fall in love with a person had me trembling. Not wanting to advance in the revolution of my “better-self”. I finally found someone who might let me fall once more, and hopefully the last.