Posted in Prose, Relationships

Not all stories

Not all stories
have an ending
not one that I would
subscribe to, nor wish for others

Not all lives
have the solution to love
the striving, the desire
to be together, as one, forever

Not all thoughts
converge into one,
the wishing for the perfect
relationship, the love above
all loves, the way to the end

Not everything
that I say, write, think
is an end to all ends
there is always a chance
a thought, a desire
to love, someone

To love someone
like you



Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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