While the storm was raging, you led me to a safe haven, an oasis such as I didn’t know might still exist.
The evil that walks unchallenged through this world was absent. The sky was welcoming twilight with the blush of a young girl, naive and innocent. Tongues didn’t wag, nobody did brag, mediocrity was nowhere to be seen—reality not about to fall apart at the seams.
Serenity hung in the air, tangled limbs in the shade of a wise, indulgent tree, loud whispers—carried by a gentle breeze—echoing across the lake, traveling as far as the snow-capped mountains.
Waves of desire escaped us and joined their earth sisters softly calling from the water.
A page filled with lust followed by a chapter defined by trust—your priorities, faithful soldiers standing in the right order. Safe in your arms, your words balm for my weary heart.
Do you love me?
Yes, in this place you led me to, I do. And this place, is you.
*Before I clicked publish on this, I re-read my last post and I found the difference—in tone and essence—between it and this one even more shocking than I thought I would.
The previous post was inspired by someone who has all the depth and personality of a Kardashian, someone as empty as gigantic lunar craters are (presumably) someone cruel, ungrateful, manipulative and abusive—not to mention a pathological liar—and someone as f****d up as one can manage to be without being declared officially insane – someone without any redeeming qualities I can think of, now that my eyes are fully open.
This post is inspired by someone who is smart as a whip, cultured, the complete opposite of shallow, stable, honest, trustworthy and with a lovely heart.
What a difference various people can make to your life.
Mediocre has gone back to mediocre and smart is back in its own rank – a little bit of stability has been re-established in this world.
So many great things have happened to me in the last few months, in various areas of my life…and most of it isn’t even related to this one person having been cut out or a new person having come in…yet I can’t help but notice the correlation.
It’s the most important thing I’ve learnt this year: Wolves should not mix with sheep, Eagles cannot hang around with chicken—it might sound harsh but bitter experience has taught me that it is so.*
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