As I approached the fold of the hill and time passed like ripples of water under an eclipse, is where all became known to the core of my being. A woman’s voice whispered in my ear, “it’s time to go” and as I obliged it felt as if my presence had transcended. Indifference was key to the plot but ignorance supplemented what it would not. Back to the occasion my mind snapped; only to be lead astray once more.
Virtue is excellence. Each exhale bring with it more wanting. She might not have been the one but someone is. It’s just every time I look into her eye’s, I see magic; transporting my mind to somewhere else.