An essence of fairy dust is all that is left of my travels. It all started many moons ago and has allowed me to see where the Earth ends.
I made many friends during my path, friends who helped me defeat my inner foes and turn me into an honourable man, if only it was the same for Brutus.
These travels have left me with fond memories that I will cherish until my time on this Earth has ended, memories that will live on through my children and their children after that.
As Twilight’s last gleam shines over the horizon, I take my first steps into my old home. A place that has a legacy deep within its roots.
I turn around to see that my path has ended and I can now, finally, retire into my peaceful slumber with nothing but my cherished memories to keep me company.
A legacy, that is what my memories will turn into.
~Not all those who wander are lost.~
I made my way through the thick pricked forest with nothing but the Louisiana moon lighting the way and the stars as a map. I took a drink of moonshine to calm my nerves, I had miles to go before I sleep.
All I could think of was making it back to your Indigo eyes and lie down in your embrace. All I wanted was to get one more chance to make it right with you, another chance.
I can now see the rising sun and thankful that a new day has begun because how beautiful and rare it is even to exist. But is it existing without you?
I have one foot in the Ether with the other one firmly rooted to the ground. I would give up my seat in heaven if it meant I get to stay with you.
I am almost there, all I have to do is cross the Pontchartrain on this rainy day and I can finally drown my inner heathens and be back with you.
Our story has yet to be written.
~All the sweet winds, they blow across the South~
You remind me of a woman I once knew that I met during my travels of the sub-continent. Piercing ocean blue eyes that could not be lied to, and hair as beautiful as The Golden Temple.
She had great poise, a sort of poise that you only inherit and not learn. My memory of her is vague, but enough remains to recognize her. Enough remains to recognize that you are not her, but you are also her at the same time.
I feel like I am looking at a ghost of a woman I once loved, a ghost that has haunted my memories ever since I left Amritsar all those years ago.
My heart weeps for her and I cannot seem to console it. She touched my soul like no other before and in the end, I left her.
I vowed to go back for her…an empty promise I suppose, one of the many regrets I will take with me to the other side.
I have always longed to see her again and the gods brought me you.
~Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation~
You are only as small as the world makes you out to be. You are in control of yourself, don’t let strangers desecrate what you think of yourself.
Be ambitious in a World that will be vicious to us all, leave adversity in your trail and follow your heart, for the heart holds all the secrets.
There is no such thing as an overnight success story, stay on your path without falling to temptations and, one day, the World will know your name and your story.
It will not be tomorrow, nor will it be next year. But one day, I promise you it will happen. You are destined for glory, just like everyone else who has always been pushed aside.
You will fail multiple times but always get back up. Get back up enough times, and no one will ever question your struggles.
You are only as small as the World makes you out to be, you’re only as tall as your heart will let you be.
~Tornado or no tornado, a girl from Kansas doesn’t let much get to her~
The true part of me lies somewhere deep within, even I know not where. My outer core is merely an elusion that I play to keep up what people have thought of me in their heads.
My reflection is of someone I am not familiar with, I spend hours staring at myself trying to decipher my eyes for hidden codes of where my true self has gone.
But alas, I am looking into a stranger’s eyes when I look at myself.
Maybe it lurks within the shadows, trying to escape the darkness of the other world. My true self is merely a memory now, a person I used to know that I don’t talk to anymore.
Maybe it will return to me one day and I can stop playing this facade of a character. I dream of the day my true self jumps out from the shadows and into the light.
I have worn this mask for so long, I don’t know what’s real anymore.
~Most people aren’t the kind of people they like to think they are~
I am filled with ravaging fear, fear of losing you to the darkness that lurks within. The dark side has much to offer, and I fear Lucifers temptations will prove to be too good for you.
But you of all people should fight the temptations. It was you who pulled me out of the dark and into the Garden of Eden. It was you who showed me the way to the light.
And here you are fighting the same battle as I did, trying not to drown on the other side. The dark side is nothing but a facade, a hallucination of what could be, it is nothing but lies.
I will always fight for you, I will fill you with the light just as you did for me. The darkness cannot have you, I will not allow it.
Lucifer will fall beneath me.
~There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights~
I feel lost, I feel like like I am floating away on the Pacific with no idea as to where my next destination will be. My compass is broken and all I have are the stars left to guide me.
Even at sea, the thought of returning to you is what keeps my will to live burning. The thought of seeing you again fills me with so much joy that I sometimes feel like one heart is not enough to encapsulate it all.
I am on my way back to you, by whatever means necessary I will find my way back to our bed and will hold you as tight as I can and never let go. You are the only thing that matter to me.
I will fight the Universe and celestials to be back by your side, you are my now and my future.
I will bring down gods to be with you.
~The simple lack of her is more to me than others’ presence~