He craves for truth while she craves for freedom, happiness and satisfaction leads in different path from each other. She leads a strong demise in breaking rules and bending truths, while he set limits and dictates an army of one, she follows passion, while he watches her with admiration, she flies freely, while he is stock perfecting a box of ideology...
Her actions speaks life, while his motions are limited... She found happiness in the sky... he found satisfaction on his cage.
As she learned to fly higher, she broke her wings and left pieces of bleeding feathers,,, he noticed a broken life,,, as broken as he is. He cared for her... with his calloused hands he touched her, a free unwanted spirited life touched by a devoted empty soul.
He learned happiness, he craved for joy, he left his cage and walked way from his satisfaction... he learned to walk, he learned to fly,, she watches him move freely as she heals her broken desires. She learned to imagine rather than to wonder, she learned to observe rather than to ponder, her broken wings with the scarred feathers.. are silently waiting, while she slowly fading,,,
He learned insanity, she learned vanity, his devotion was lost, her trust have faded, he learned happiness but lost his satisfaction... she found understanding but lost her meaning...
The sky is still blue,, the earth is still uncluttered. Time have learned not to wait, and day understood his need for night... the window of souls are sleeping,, but the two broken soul are still blindly walking... both lost... both desperately unspoken.
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