To the person who helped me wake up:
During my short trip to the core, somewhere far, far away to the universe - so close to ourselves, I was about to find more about our existence, and yet Iโve found pieces of myself. Iโll always feel like thereโs more to learn, like I can constantly work on myself. Thereโs one part of me with which I have no idea - what to do. On one hand I know I can decide for myself, on the other hand I canโt do it myself, like I canโt decide for lives of other people. Like I have no idea what are other people thinking.ย
If I want to be honest, (lately) I canโt get you out of my head. And I have no idea what to do about that, like - it doesnโt really matter. Believe it or not, youโve always had an upper hand. (In this game of life, Iโve been more like a pawn or a doll) Maybe - itโs time, but then no one really knows whatโs the time, for what.ย I donโt want to be misunderstood, but then I guess, Iโm somehow confusing.
Iโm (like) a child, justย โtell me, tell me. Tell me a fairytale right before I close my eyes, and write my own.โย (And those dreams I had last year, especially towards the end of it, and that one dream from the time when I was a child.)
And what Iโve realised - I feel like September, but better in my head. Still, I like living here with you being in my life - whatever form you choose to have.
And if Iโm crazy, who cares. I donโt feel out of my mind.))
