i love you like the nightalways chases the dayand i love you like thunderstormsalways have something to say i love you like the windtries to reach up and out of spaceand travels through the voidand paints the galaxy in lace i love you like the moonlights up the darkand i love you like the worldnever gave me any scars
wonder
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Space is the stage of extension, but time is the dimension of unfolding/change. Space alone is not the full reality. Time is what makes reality a process instead of just a layout. An equation can exist as a whole structure all at once: given this, relating to that, under these conditions, this is what follows but we don’t experience the whole equation at once. We have to move through […]
When the world goes round and roundAnd when the stars follow the sameWhen it all moves and changes groundAnd goes back to where we all cameI will find you again and againOver and over each and every timeOur threads will build and rebuildUntil all our scattered sparks shine
I love that you keep bringing me into your world.
reality is not the enemy of imagination if reality itself doesn’t move, then the fantasy eventually hits a wall
you just said somethingand i was like waitwhat was thatdo it again then you made me laughand think and ache and long and i felt things i thoughti already knew the shape ofbut didn’t know completelyuntil you showed mehow infinite it actually could be
it sounds like sunshine and moonlight and joy and serenityand ache and longing and love and fullnessit sounds like the beams through the sky and the cloudsthrough the trees and through manmade buildings and shadesit sounds like dreams and possibilities felt in the middle of chaosit sounds like home, it sounds like us
i love seeing your eyes sparkleit’s like the universe caught its breathand for a second, you forgot to guard itand your eyes widen enough to let the stars out
falling in love with you feels likestepping into a rollercoasterthat turned into a spaceshipthat turned into a supernova
She leans across the golden hillWith her eyes filled with wonderHer mood changes with every willHer spirit starts to ponder What could be beyond those treesThat sit and stare beneath usThere could be some miseryThat lurks in the ground upon us She sees a land of happinessAnd hears the song they singShe breaths the air of purityAnd wonders what this could mean