#senseful

Cautiously, casting; the benefit of the doubt.

I was in the most pleasant place that day.

The place that I could see the air, feel the words and touch the emotions. It was all flowing through me, the feeling of

simply nothing.

I was in the most pleasant place when I was in that moment,

of purely nothing.

I could feel the future through the song flowing in my ears, I could sense the struggles; tingling in the hairs of my arm,

the uncertain stresses of the circumstances that will soon come be. Though, I felt content through it all.

That one moment, the emotions built up so high, only the clouds could feel it.

Simply nothing

So I was released, from my emotional bounds.

For that moment,

Of feeling, nothing.

It all came back to me, in a wave, that I was never expecting.

When do you ever, expect the wave? It comes, crashing at your toes, as you try to run from it.

You laugh while it is happening,

in the heat of the moment.

When autumn is anew, All things are true.

As time winds its sinuous road, Life can start to take its toll.

Love was once blind. Some called it senseless. But it then learned to hear.

Once it heard, it's senses threw near. As closer and closer it got--autumn winds blew it apart.