In the depths of all light,
a place that speaks of places
where reasons were never my chains
and people always made sure
that they never left,
a spark star\nted up
and stirred my accepted reality.
In corners of those shelves
where nostalgia brought me to her
in her evergreen polka dot dress
and that saucy evil smile,
I always managed to live another breathe
of life,
one too selfish and happy,
one beautifully cozy and comfy.
That was a place
where I was still whole
in some lost corner of my being
overlapped by years of adapting.
I was happy
in the parts that still lived,
cherishing the segments that still breathed.
Cause there was you,
brimming from the depths of my soul,
the colors flying from your fragrance
and the verses written
over the expressions in me.
The forgotten evenings of our past
were only replaced by you,
but for me,
they never abandoned
the lonely self I had become.
And in that brisk of brutality
that forged from my attachment,
a voice always called out,
one of yours, that in me,
making me sway on trails
that you chose, and one I could never ignore.
Cause these parts,
they are you,
a lost you, a past you,
one that I fell in love with
and one that you grew out of.
But I stayed just there,
in small parts and places,
to accompany something I deeply adored.
Cause it’s always like that,
always the same agenda,
always the same drill,
even though life goes on,
there still lives a small part of everyone
forever treasured in us,
even though they might choose to forget,
or part away,
a part of them
still breathes,
forever shackled in us.
#luciferwhispers