The Amazon Rainforests
It’s weird how emotions grow and shrink over time. From mountains of turbulence to a simple bowl of calmness. You feel it sprouting out and shoot a bit by every second. The wait you have is amazing. Every day that I spend with you has taught me so much about human behavior. How I behave is I guess comparable but how you do is fascinating as I can’t compare. Is it really like this? I ask this question in my head a lot. Some of this is giving me an ocean of happiness others simply disappoint me in the harshest way ever. Being able to carefully understand a person is a tough task for me. Sometimes I think this is not it, you are just manipulating me into believing that this is my fairy tale. Maybe it is, maybe it is not. Maybe I am a bit too naive, maybe I am a bit too vindictive. Then they say love is love. I completely understand their point that hormones do have a significant effect on our systems. I mean I am being around someone who I have always thought to be enticing is pretty wild and “perfect” to be. Everything comes with a catch though………….
I was sitting alone on the couch trying to complete my story, it was raining outside. The street lights were probably down. The months of July and August have always been troublesome in the Amazon rainforests. Yes, I do understand that our lives were pretty cool in New York but I have been accustomed to these rains over the years. The memories of a metropolitan is long reduced to getting just old photographs.
