Sentiments

Neither I, nor you understand the convolution of the situation. No one does. Then why this loneliness? Why this state of infamy? You were lost, I got lost. This loneliness becomes a journey. Abandoned by dreams, rejected by reveries. But may it be a storm, a tornado even, you will remain to be the tranquility to my heart. The depth of my love, deeper then the waves of the sea. And it is only once you enlighten my life with your inebriating presence will this raging sea subside.