How thoughts of yours can be deceiving

And tides are changing from these winds,

You act like nothing is receiving

Oblivion to thunders of the storms.

I won't remind you of the day nor night

When decisions made were put to bed,

How lonely felt the time of day and evening,

How past was nothing but mistakes in light.

You will cry wolf for days in hunger feelings

Despite the fact that you have lived,

In painful but glorious affection

And did not surrender to doubts that were around.

Admirable self control that lets it happen.

Where emotions do not get to overtake mindful decisions.

I have been listening to his music on a repeat.

Reading into, yet, feisty outbursts of ego trips he's been having.

And how he has uncovered her name in a melody..

No doubt, he is where he belongs.

Creative. Inspired. Desired. Loved.

No doubt, he has found his niche,

Creativity. Inspiration. Desire and love.

I ran with my feet not touching the ground. I have ran with my eyes closed, spreading evenly amongst those fears that chased me. I have cried for months, brother.. and I have been through this before.

So there I was... Rebelled, lost and tired. I ran until I stopped. Not being present felt meaningless, destructive and causing great and irreparable damage. I held my breath almost torn and misguided. The truth is, I do not think like others, now this is comfortable, and this is present. I am learning myself.

Sincerely hoping that all you are going through - people you get to meet, places you get to see, experience that you carry, laughter that fills your soul, music that brings the tears of joy, sadness that inspires you in a moment - has the effect on you. That you flourish in the time of night and get good rest in the time of day.

I miss you more than I thought I could.

All Melody. All of it.

Love.

Veronika

Stop crying,stop lying, you’re not dying, you need to be trying...❁

HKB FiNN