It IS possible to know what you have before it’s gone.
Somehow, these discoveries can only be made if your eyes are open. If your heart is full… and your arms,too, are open. I saw you coming with my eyes, felt my heart growing, and held onto you for some time. Mystery lies beneath the layers of uncertainty. Love lies beneath the layers of possibility. Pain lies beneath the layers of quality. Somewhere between the layers of weirdness and dysfunctionality, you grasped my sanity. You understood me, paving the way to truthfulness. Along the way I combined hope with fear, brilliantly conducting scenarios.
Towards the present I stood.
My mind spoke to me at a lightning pace, all I could hear was miles of run-on thoughts crashing together like waves on the ship lost at sea.
Going, going gone.