You are light, I am shadow, you are logic, I am art. You are my flesh, my blood, my heart and soul. You are myself, outside of me. We share the unshared, the memories that make us nostalgic and those that we dare not repeat.
We could read each other's minds and eyes, we can feel one another's pain like none else can. We know each other's lives like our own.
Nonetheless nature holds mysteries that none of us can resolve and which must not be defied, we are fated to part ways, no more being two petals of the same flower, side by side, together but not quiet, rather, being two flowers in different gardens, far from one another.
The love we share is a unique kind, non-physical, non-verbal, as if we're functioned to feel it.
Before life brings us to that fork, before we walk our separate ways, I want you to know that we came from the same womb, we'll go into the same earth, and in between you have always existed by my side and you will always be in my soul.
Your hum-sheerah
Artemis
