i know this is just something that stays in my mind only.
we all have those moments, those memories, those people we cross paths with (even for the briefest of seconds) that stay with us. a living breathing moment, a familiar comfort like a remembered dream yet somehow new, different in the way its perceived as years have passed. and you are mine. brief glimpses of memories and words. tracing the lines of a friendship forged slowly over evenings with friends. i miss those moments.
while some find their way more frequently others fall beneath the surface and rarely find their way back. but those are mine to keep, to stay apart of me. a constant contentment beneath the person i am now &will be.
the ones that merge with my thoughts, they are the ones longing for closure seeking answers and reassurance that they too will find their peace as well. whether the answers be bitter or sweet they will know (what it is to finally sleep).
october 17 2012
i get it. you’re alone and then someone pays attention to you. &it feels like you’ve come into existence. the cold feeling falls away from your body like steam rising off your skin. you’re a wanderer found. when sunlight brings form and edges and lines and shadows to figures around you. rays of light climb through trees and seek to kiss your skin. found in an instance with your world suddenly lain around you. i understand the lure; its an attraction within itself.
but not all who find you seek to build you.
some will merely steal your existence to save their own.