I like ether and paintings which are about love and illustration that needs to be understood.
Some evanescent memories but some holding into my hippocampus. My life is flexuous and that adds an exciting and depressing phase on the way to be handled. Fulminating in someone's memory and the scars gave to me that freaks out loud sometimes but yeah moving on is the nature of life. People think of illuding me and my heart but that's not gonna work every time because I learn from mistakes and so everyone does. I want to inhume my pain deep inside to be happy for a while in order to live the moment I have and the Almighty works in mysterious ways you never know. I wish to be on an isle and just write poetry and proses about you and the nature around me putting my soul into a never-ending peace.
My heart is lambent and soon will turn into a spark that will burn the old me to regenerate the new one.