Swim in my Waters

I don't function the way normal girls do. In a sense, I'm more ethereal than them...it's just that I've always known that what you see is not real and what is real you won't see till you've learned enough in life so as to know its importance.

Within the entirety of my essence lies a deep ocean of incomprehensible wisdom and kindness that is too vast for you to tolerate. I manage to skip all the dirt that others desperately dwell on as if nothing else existed. And this is because I want to.

A life full of contrasting situations- I've had nothing and I've had it all... only a distant and sometimes recurrent fragrance remains of those days. A bright smile tattooed in my memory, a song which you wrote for us, an engagement broken by death and a hint of nostalgia which prints in everything I could possibly enjoy.

I have long stopped questioning, it is after all a futile thing. I have long stopped complaining, no one cares anyway. Resignation filled me as it was the only acceptable way to deal with this... with all of this... looking back I'm surprised how I'm still standing straight.

If I look back for too long, I might become snared by the distant memories... and I so wish to live on! Even when I know I might never smile the way I used to.