Blissfulness

Once upon a solitude night in September

I caught the shadow of a stranger

It left me with a puzzled mind and a puzzled heart

Trying to figure it all at once

I kept questioning "Who is he? Is he real? Is he just a lie I make for myself?"

Clueless me, with a soul of a centaur, seeking for a truth

I walked into his shadow, slowly

Didn't know it'll take me to the real shape of someone, someone real

I looked at him 

And it felt like epiphany

Once upon an ineffable day in October

The sun was shining and setting blissfully

We talked, he looked at me right in my soul

What a familiar stranger you were

Such a perfect contradiction

Dark and bright

Cold and warm

A serious man and a playful child

I felt like I don't know him but yet it felt like I knew him from the start

He rescued me from deserted, hopeless space where I once belong

And he was no more a stranger to me

Once upon a day in mid-November

The lightning strucked from every stance

Everything seemed to have fallen apart 

and the darkest past still run to chase both of us

That's when I knew, even before I realized

that maybe I fell for him

with every pieces that remains

And now, in the end of cold December

I will ask him

To consider being my partner in crime

to help me continue writing our story

It might be blindingly beautiful

It could also be terribly tragic

but maybe

We will be some of the lucky ones

who will one day find a true blissfulness

Hopefully

-Amy, 23/12/17