Kaariigai - Kaariigai

There would be no batman without alfred♥️

Emotions, I promise.

An attempt to make romantic what is just heartbroken, trying to create something there, when there’s nothing at all. There’s an insurmountable amount of distance between us. In trying to fit every piece that we find in the warehouse into a single puzzle, not only expecting the pieces to fit but to have a beautiful picture in the end. Where does this sort of imagery come in? Was it written? Was it dreamt of? Do you even remember what you dream about? So often getting it confused with old memories What kind of past is that? Do you still have the taste of your caregiver’s meals on your tongue? Lingering like the heavy dark clouds that refuse to start to rain, as if they were too polite There’s not much time, anymore. Let me not waste it on imagery. I have the gift & luxury of yelling out into the world from here Safe, yet somehow firm. Vast privileges given, an impossible amount. An amount that I am, without a doubt, thankful for. Each day, & yet I will meet the same fate as every other that decides to devote their lives to see how deep these kinds of thoughts take us.

There’s a piece of me that can’t help but to recollect how everything felt to me before I was born. Darkness—yet even darkness is something. Something so much empty than that, unbelievable silence. (I do wonder if the next 13.7 billion years, give or take, will go as quickly as the first that I’ve experienced so far.) Is this anything? Is this anything? I’m sorry for asking you, that’s not exactly your burden, is it? Your just here under the pretense to read some lovely words, filled with love, or heartbreak, or something else that has a sort of relatable intensity. Maybe bring you closer to a memory, or push you away from one. So let me go back to the meditation of clouds, or puzzles, let me cheer you up or make you cry. Instead of filling you with the same existential paradox that often fills the head of someone that can’t stop thinking.

“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”

— j. iron word

I found this somewhere and it hit me different,

"But the truth lies!"