🌳🤎And then you'll realize that the others aren't me.
That as complicated as I am sometimes and inexplicable and crazy,
because so much life lives in my chest:
all that life
- from another chest
- you won't live it.
And you will miss it.
My stubbornness will be missing,
my remembering,
even in the storm,
that we are souls on the way.
You will miss my investigating life,
my loving water so much and being water in turn:
uncontrollable,
intense,
deep,
thirst-quenching.
You'll miss making love to me and living inside me,
entering the eternal I feel when we're one for two. You will miss what you may never have understood:
that I live here,
but I'm not from here.
And that's why I need truth and friendly souls:
to go home.
And I dig too much,
yes,
and this is annoying:
I dig into lives,
words,
reality.
Because I don't know how to inhabit the surface,
I lack air on the surface.
And you will look for me,
and you will look for yourself.
Because you won't feel seen out there
from two eyes that are not mine...
🤎💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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