"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

X,

Anna