Turn the silence down. It’s too much, becoming louder than intuition. Lost in a blackness of oblivion with the tide coming in, erasing yesterday. Synchronicities playing in the light, promises and secrets of lives long past to keep. It is always you. Don’t you remember me?

Souls always dancing in and out together. Self-destruct, reinvent, repurpose the energy of a million stars. You forgot my name, but you can feel what’s true. It is always you. Feel you in my bones, thinking you aren’t worthy of timeless love and full of fear. How truly wrong you are my dear. Choices not made, flying free, sadness and regret, free floating in the sea.

Don’t you remember me? Déjà vu. Next time, in another life and another time, because it’s always you.

Published by wayward yoga girl

A complex creation that chooses to be quite simple - LOL. I earnestly try to approach life with unconditional love and non-judgement... but I'm only human and perfectly imperfect :)

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