UnQuestioNEd DeSiRe

I would like to meet you with a clear heart.
You sat there at the banks of the river, holding your camera in your hand, radiating a child-like curiousity.
At that moment, I wanted to be by your side, but in that moment you wanted to capture me.
I think I finally realized, that my want of you and my need of you as a force in my life is reaching new heights.
It's not the intoxication of love but another journey further into the depths of the universe and closer to you.
I have come to know how to get back to the place I met you, the place where I found you.
I would like to stop questioning... for now I don't want any answers.

EcLiPsEd iLLuMiNaTEd FRaGMENTs

Tears of overwhelming happiness roll down my face that I may never find a partner, but, atleast, my closest friends are a little less lonely in their own lives.

Happiness of knowing and believing that there is something bigger that connects us all.

That inevitably, despite all the madness in the battlefield of my mind, I am still loved and that love still exists.

Writing is therapeutic when the warmth of the bed is forbidden. Just the way the pen rolls of the paper and the hands flow in creation of something like an action of momentary pleasure.

On the brink of madness again
An obsession for love
An obsession for loneliness
Released and gone
Into the dark corners
Sometimes fragments come to life in the shadows
Eclipsed, illuminated fragments.