The night of the Resonant Earth

Today came so natually. And so i realise that to be like the wind, is just a metaphore, and only words to mold and connect feelings. For we are not leaves drifting in the air. The air, we breath like the lovers feelings whether wrong or right. I could hardy keep my mind on the priorities of the day. It is like i wasnt even at school. And thats ok. Because it is NOT all about me. NO...i feel the love and i cant stop. Let this be a letter to the one who will remember. The cycle has truly begun.