Let’s talk about chances. Impossibilities and whatnot, things you considered to be nowhere close to be ever found, truths that you’ve always thought to be way too far-fetched to exist.
Surreal places by the edge of your pleasantest dreams. The fading smell of meadow rue at the tip of your nose. Beautiful souls you never plan to fall for.
Feelings that are disguised in twisted logic.
Ventures not taken, a sudden bump into the most idyllic yet scary truth, unexpected convergence of the most scattered facts,
that particular human,
with all their flaws and appeal comprising the exact opposite of harmony,
but makes you question your loyalty for
a belief you’ve been upholding way too tightly.
Let’s talk about chances not taken. Let’s talk about how we would deal with the consequences of unleashing the untold and then letting loose. Let’s talk about two scientists bearing their senses and trying so very hard not to fear about what has bloomed inside, what has flourished way more than presumed.
Let’s talk about where it hurts like heaven.