A Danish girl's composing of her mind and mental state into words.
Love is never the same. Nor a universal game. And is without logic ranging. For it is with me ever changing. An untold oath. Shifting through growth. It can be new, or old. And more valued than gold.
Facing the bright early morning, once again blue, showing no signs of joy, but you know the clue the clue of happiness joy and bloom you get up, straighten up and face the doom for once again...
Tangled dreams, stretching wide. beyond my inner conscience. reaching the deepest and darkest places. Weightless and unbound. floathing away with my unconcious thoughts.
Not in a literal meaning. nor sugar-coated romance. Forever; is belonging together to the last breath. Forever; is the sweetness lingering upon my lips. Forever; is your smile burned into my memory.
Thoughts clashing in my mind. Breaking my skull apart. Tearing my soul in two directions. And dividing my consciousness. Feeling lost in my thoughts. Looking for an answer. Within myself.
Ever felt like being in an asylum, and being the only one who is sane.
Clashing, smashing and breaking through. All the layers. Down, down, down. Like a nightmare. An Alice in Wonderland moment. Everything is turned upside down. Up, down, left, right.
Falling in and out of summer. Every year. An emotional turmoil. Adjusting over and over. In this scandinavian climate. Waiting for summer to become renewable. Blue, clear sky.
Love.