You're Making My Heart Flutter Trough The Moonlight, Starlight, Fireflies, and Evening Solace
I don't know when, where, and how I should go about with this essay. My heart couldn't stop feeling the warmth of your sincerity and amazingness. I'm typing down midnight thoughts at low battery just so I could calm my butterflies in the garden reserved in my heart for you. Maybe at some point in time you made those orange flowers blossom, caught the honeybees and fireflies to pollenate the sanctuary, for the greater good. Maybe there's a reason my heart was drawn to you again. Maybe the challenges of time will make us stronger again. Maybe the fate we journeyed along will work its wonders again in the mystical future. Nevertheless, one thing is for sure - ourselves. In the vastness of the universe we etched our names in the stars and paved our names on our own paths. Maybe the future is uncertain but we made ourselves certain, the self that was carefully nurtured by those around us, before us, and beyond us. The self which was as if crafted by the greatest crafters, more resilient, more understanding, and more aware of the wonders all around. I don't want to forget you in this lifetime, so I'm writing this down. I wish for more happiness along your way.
-A random flower on a forest