Cheeky Chatty

Who are you to me that draws us together? Are you the sun illuminating the sky? Or are you the moon that gives rest and spotlight at night? Are you a dwarf planet, pretending to big? Or are you the belt of asteroids holding the secrets of my existence? Are you another solar system floating by? Or are you a dying star expunging objects in a finite time? I guess to understand you, I have to know me. And see where we fit...relativity

Pulsating...reverberating, into a spot of where something use to be. Removed by the thought of skewered reality. It use to beat out blood entrenched with love. Until it sickened itself and gave completely up. Misused and overworked for people not there. The heart can give up after so much wear and tear.     

My head is in the clouds My heart is wondering aimlessly My soul is stuck in time travel My words are bouncing everywhere from here to there but not out. I try to pull and mold myself back to whole, but pieces continue to fall everywhere I try to use adhesive, but nothing sticks I try to envision myself as one, but I continue to see orbits I let alone the parts of me that are all over the place For whatever reason they came apart, they will regroup again And I will again be one and balanced.

My soul went on a journey, leaving me in an anxious state.   Searching for a cause, which was calling out so great. Traveling back through time, and then forward through space, until it finally paused upon a found mind, with a surprisingly familiar face. Is this my true love that cannot be?  Calling me from his mind, in a room apart from his family. My body became calm, and I fell asleep...leaving the souls together for a little while...momentairly.