my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations
Love exist but with an absence of eternity. At the first moment of a lovers encounter, there is an affermation of love. Psychologically lunacy, emptyness, panic, delusions that the moment will last forever, I'm ceased by desire. I hide behind my back and postpone all answers. It is not comprehensible by reason. I could think of nothing else. But some things are not forgivable.