I’m wondering when we grew apart..

when did we stop inspiring each other?

was i too vain?

was i too selfish?

did i not show enough passion?

sometimes, i see too much,

sometimes i fall deep as sea.

within a mere moment of a still image… sometimes, the contrast in black and white seems to be my favorite texture

theres no other way id rather add a “feeling” to the ‘chill in steal grey.

sometimes, i think of all the places we’ve traveled hand in hand, oh how my soul it fought so hard to flee..

i ran away from myself, just to find me again.. and you were there every time. assisting me in telling a better story… .

i know I owe a lot to you… you’re the only one who see's it just as I do..

though sometimes, it breaks my heart to feel our progress be as still as this image..

knowing i put all my passion in it… just to feel the energy drift away..

maybe i was too vein..

but god told me, “be selfish.. god told me, “be your own muse… most importantly “love you like, I love you…” and “do all you sought out to do…” “get lost, til you find you..”

oh how, my soul has fought to flee. no matter how many times i drift in the current of sea/ see. i pray it’ll always be •

-A.