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If beauty is the ultimate defining factor to thy and thee true selves, then is it not for lack there of, but rather the possiblility of a deeper equal? The passion is hidden, my feelings burried, I was and am fearful of a saddened outcome, for once before on a day less ordinary my fear had subsided and gave me a chance, only to be replaced by a stealth heartache, with my thoughts not able to be transformed into spoken words.

Months, over years apart, traveled seperate ways, only to find us back within arms reach. I struggle with myself to pursue what could become, or to let go and move on. Trying so hard to put logic and thought into motion before my actions end up as the reality of my most fearful notion.

It is of normality to live in and accept the judgement and views, one or many persons may have, but looking further ahead I can see and have seen, the positive in the negative. Flaws are in us all, myself inculded, it is the mask of generality that has us all fooled.

Not the concept of, not the dream, but the concept of the dream can make relaity. A chance of survival, however it is the human element and the natural feelings that will make successful people and persons. Intuition is the best art, while your best guide is your heart. Just don't let judgement get in the way.