I could love you for all eternity.

Give me a reason not to love you; you will not find any. I am what you believe certain, and all you can see is a part of me. You could cry for days, but I will always be by your side. Nothing is ever going to hurt you while I watch from where I am. There's something about you that makes me wonder, it makes me want to see. Your soul reaches into the depth of my heart and wanders there for all eternity. I could stand next to you for years and you will never notice my presence, but still, I will protect you. You are a piece of me, you are a part of my life, you have all of my heart in the palm of your hands. If you know all you see is what I am, you can understand how in love with you I am. I am the server of your hand, I am the server of your soul. Anything you say I will write for ever. Anything you say I will respect and love for all eternity. My heart is chained to yours in an invisible net of soft, firm chains. What you desire is what I will give. What you say is what I will write. Now and for ever, your wish is my command, because my love for you is unconditional, uncertain and invisible, but as strong, beautiful and lasting as a diamond on a golden chain neclace. 

It does not exist.

Give me something that doesn't exist, just so I can bring it to life. I want to express, not impress; and I don't care what anyone thinks. This is my life, this is my world. I want this, and nobody can take it away from me. I possess a charm in something about me that can only be seen by those who look closely. What I write was meant for certain people. Who cannot see, or cannot interpret are not worthy of what I write. This is just the hand of someone who can merely follow what it is told to do. I do not forget, and I do not remember either. But every moment I have seen remains untouched, exactly the way it happened. 

Nothing is far... We are one and the same.

Time... Time draws us together, gives us hope and makes us miss the rest. We live in our own world... Immerse in the fantasy of pure dreams. Time gives these things as gifts to us. It seals wounds which are now open or were open once, it gives us the option of preparing for the future. Time now has our lives in its hands... We depend on it, we live by it, we search for it everywhere we go. No matter how hard we try, we can never escape the measure of time. 

Our own worlds are made for one another. We can merge our minds, but never seem to see what the other person means or lives by. Something in the way we act makes everything so much easier... Which makes us stick together, and never strips us apart. This time we shall know what we do, what we say, and place it all far from our own minds. That way we can easily relate to anything that goes on around us, just for the simple fact that nothing is too far. Nothing goes further than the mind, nothing can go further than what we think. It is widely known that the mind cannot bare infinity, but if we're allowed to just think about it, we will eventually grasp the concept and just accept the fact that it exists. It is all in there... Somewhere. We'll just have to let time tell.