I was not really aware of the indefinite depths of you, surrounding my floating heart with viable options of care and resistance… I was not really parked in our safe alley, normally projected as floating in a suspended state, hovering above any interaction with the usual indefinite flow of banalities…

I was simply not there, not capable of observing you as my sane alternative to the complex array of indecisions…  We know for a fact that a certain type of gravity will expand time exponentially, creating that sensation of an accelerated traversal in relation to the common reference point…

When we talk about our feelings and interdependencies, these valid equations seem to be commonly disrupted by a repetitive, modulating force, a sinusoidal flow in a natural state that will enhance our memories to either expand or contract the average self valuation towards a never forgiving truth…

We cannot escape what we are, the limitations imposed as self-therapy, time and especially the false certainty of being granted a sufficient momentum set focused on retrials… In a long time, I feel the need to elevate my loneliness towards a brand new filtering state of mind.