I feel for you
In the ripple of uncertanity I found a feeling, It resembled you:
Undefined, blurry and it took my breath away. It reminded me of how does it feel to be lost and happy in the middle of an invisible mountain. In the summit, one can find flowers writing long lines of prose about a woman that falls in love with words. Strange long rivers of letters that find it hard to have a meaning, that find it hard to be said, that find it hard to be forgotten.
Once in a while, among those mysterious torrents of speech, a jolt of clarity seduce the hearts of lonely wonderers when they actually have the chance to read.
Yesterday, looking at it, I was able to uncover a message:
“Wait a second, I know what love is”