I needed love, and friends swarmed to me; while you were in the midst of romancing a new embarkment. I recognise being here before, somewhere in the drifts and currents of my dreams. The truth extended its grasp for me, long before I unfolded this gigantic bout of obsessive infatuation. So now, I forcefully consume every fact I am chucked with.

Choices embalm our surroundings, and we inevitably shove our faces against these choices, resulting in humanity's wear and tear. The world outside is not so bleak afterall, life is injected with hope and grace, we just need to source the right spots for them.

This is a lesson to me, and to all reading.