The whisper

 The comfort in his words will surely make my mind's terrible gnaw to my heart- a garden full of lilies blooming with sunshine.  I have been very adamant about interactions with Reverie but he heals me. I need to continue to remain sane. 

I feel like I have been floating in a sea of uncertainties and every time I am ready to drown and settle for a single reason, I am brought back to the surface by gigantic creatures. They whisper in my ear," The direction is right, don't lose the pace." Aquatic angels seem right.

I have realised, I need reverie in my life to not only feel the sudden gush of happiness but to be at peace.

So does he. (I believe he finds solace in me)

Romantically or platonically- Reverie has to linger around. God has to make him stay.

Fast- paced

 The pace kept increasing until slow realisation hit me and now it is pretty slow compared to the initial day. Numerous people have warned me to hold what is the most dear to me closer than reverie's affection for they are concerned and so am I. My actions won't even justify my brewing thoughts to myself let alone my people. They are seeing the short-comings of it and oh. I don't want to fall into a trap as well. The intensity of my thoughts will always keep me in shallow waters. I am afraid. I am grateful, I have Wildflower. Though in a harsh way, I am made understood. I have worked on myself and I see improvement.

The slower the better.

If it is meant to be, it'll last. Even if things don't work out. I'll be absolutely delighted to have soothed his ache.

Angel Reverie

 Reverie is an absolute angel. 

The first meeting went right, it couldn't have been better. The interaction has deep roots instilled. My heart flutters from his string of words. May we both heal. May we both always find confidence in each other. Too much to say but I can't comprehend them in terms. All I can say is- He is good.

This is happening too fast. I hope this lasts. I see potential.

Reveries Plump

Oh okay. The pretty recent past has shown and cleared its blur. Now, I know. No speculations. Our paths are to cross soon and every empty space of my mind is filled with those made-up scenarios of our stars' alignments if not dreamy musical undertone. 

I am reminiscing about the long-gone past that we both have left behind. Those cheery days of nonchalant laughter. Messing around for absolutely nothing but fun. Playing as teammates and marching towards the same mission- Wildflower. After some months of fantastic us, we parted. Of course not totally. There was a wave of interaction. Silence again. Oh, but to my very own surprise, there definitely was a trace of him. Every time I passed by specific places, I would never fail to remember him. Somewhere at the very back, he stayed. he still resides there. How else will you explain the immediate identification of his features from a single glance? Oh, but it was not only the looks, it was the words that pulled my attention. So true to the speaker, so pleasing. Lively yet utterly mature. 

I looked and peeked for a glance oh but the reflection couldn't show any more than pinkish plump. There were jingles of soothing words that made my brain go hazy. My confusion leads me nowhere but was it just a coincidence or written in line with our existential paraphrase that I had to capture that blurred half-recognizable figure. 

To my wildflower, I revealed the imagery and oh- It is Reverie.

Over the moon and among the clouds, I am floating in the colours of rainbows with him along!

Too much thought. I'll stop.

I hope I don't shiver.

I hope Reverie is a sent angel. 

I'll pray.