You, My chimera, were so woven into this rippling fabric I wore as a man in love
& fate, She is more than haute couture; She is a pair of jeans worn ,torn & patched up well. She is timeless in
living&walking, knowing I gave it all to You. My kizmit, You gave Me new heartache, which I will plant, & reap
amor fati.
i've written a lot about love and fate. to me, they are two of life's surest things. they are everywhere & they are sweet. growth, another sure thing, is hard, but it's through growth that i have learned that i love You.
amor fati is a double-edged sword, though, so let love, fate & growth teach me that, although i love You, You are not mine to love. & that is okay.