"I Love You," Said the Girl
The world is a shimmering lake of illusory reflections that seems to beam back the embodied beliefs we were fed. When beliefs die along with the believer, all that is left is the unnameable beauty. YOU, my love, are this unnameable energy that appears as a name.
The breath that can't be caught
The wind that will never be tamed
The wild essence I dare not to name