dear lost soul,
you've been with me for quite some while. just when your body is wondering where have you been, tell him, you've found me. yes, you've found me and i intend to keep you for as long as i can.
you and i, resting at a safe place in my heart now. somehow at the meantime, i haven't have the courage to set myself free with you, travel all miles, reunite with your body. i ask for your forgiveness, for tourturing and tearing you apart.
someday, oneday, when i am strong enough to break through the cocoon, i shall be able to fly with you. you will be chasing the shadow of the butterfly no more, because of the metaphormosis in me shall transform all difficulties, into a reality, a real butterfly which you can be flying with.
truly yours,
inside the cocoon.
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"The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along."
– Jalaluddin Rumi
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