Colorful chapters from an era flashed before my eyes, standing in front of the mirror taking in the visage of anagapesis before me reflecting the center of my waterfall you were cassonade in a word, love of my life you were all of me, I was yours without doubt Now I wasn't so sure about you you never could belong to me although I didn't know this, all I could think of was giving, and gave I did, they say it's what you do, when love comes, you let go but you could not hold me, not even nubivagant fragrances would stop me from slipping That's a closed chapter in a tragic epoch the colorless aura of flickering in your embrace lay in the hodgepodge of a flight that's grounded in the debt of shut down empathy.. OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATnightlanternspecial • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.