two sides. there has always been two sides from the start.
over the fence, you could see the golden glimmer of the rays of the sun caressing the waters of placid movement. you could hear the rustle of the nearby forest and the hums of the children of the wild seemingly in joyous harmony with everything that is on that side.
while on here.
you could see, well. hey.
i’m still here.
broken in a seemingly irreparable manner. oh, how i’ve tried luv. i have, i am. of course, it recedes to the back only resurfacing with the rise of the silver orb accompanied with tunes of the past. oh dear. love, luv. i don’t know. yeah. i just don’t know anymore.