Dear I,
it has been 4 years since i met you. I knew i wanted to know you at the time i met you. 1 week later we were friends and ever since then we have trudged along the hierarchy called friendship. Now there you stand outside the pyramid smiling softly to all those within it. A world apart we reside in, you and I.
We sit on the swing staring at the world with unseeing eyes. We instead imagine the architecture of our minds.
Being with you is like being in a closed room with a single window with very thick curtains peeking through it to see the sunlight outside. The sunlight is clear slightly pinkish, clearly a rising sun. It is cool outside. You know you can open the window but you hold back because you know you have all the time in the world.
Yes, we shall never separate but neither are we one ; for where is the joy in That ? No we are distinct , symbiotic. Yes that's about right. We look at things and sometimes see light and sometimes dark but it is the many shades of grey which bonds us, connects us and therein lies our hope for a friendship that is as eternal.
There is more to write but it is still 15 BI
Love R
PS : BI Before Isha
it has been 4 years since i met you. I knew i wanted to know you at the time i met you. 1 week later we were friends and ever since then we have trudged along the hierarchy called friendship. Now there you stand outside the pyramid smiling softly to all those within it. A world apart we reside in, you and I.
We sit on the swing staring at the world with unseeing eyes. We instead imagine the architecture of our minds.
Being with you is like being in a closed room with a single window with very thick curtains peeking through it to see the sunlight outside. The sunlight is clear slightly pinkish, clearly a rising sun. It is cool outside. You know you can open the window but you hold back because you know you have all the time in the world.
Yes, we shall never separate but neither are we one ; for where is the joy in That ? No we are distinct , symbiotic. Yes that's about right. We look at things and sometimes see light and sometimes dark but it is the many shades of grey which bonds us, connects us and therein lies our hope for a friendship that is as eternal.
There is more to write but it is still 15 BI
Love R
PS : BI Before Isha