One passionate couple.

Not even our illdiscipline could stand on our way. Our fears does not derail.
Our differences seek to be understood. Our hearts are divided, while we
somehow want to get along. We know each other but couldn't find the matching of our ideals. We look on the outside when we should be looking on the inside, look in the inside when we could be looking on the outside. Sometimes we look different ways altogether. If I am not dreaming, we yearn to have characteristics that enable less volatility in finding common ground.
We want to live a life that our should be the sticking point. We want to know why we
can't be ourselves and still be fine with it. We want to make each other better, but
but we are corrupted by the virtuoso of our societal nature. We think it's fine,
think it's not fine while never wanting to face the reality of such thinking.
Are we there yet? Did we know we will get here? I s/he proving herself accurate by
doing or not doing this? Can't I fulfill more questions than looking for more answers?
Have my world changed in the manner that I idealised, has it changed really? Is it the same old actions with different script, can and can't I live to the reality of blind but not so blind faith? Faith on what? 'Faith on the blindness of our own rational thinking'
Do we even know what our rational thinking in relaistic perspective really is? Do we know reality?When did we see reality, is reality even seen. Who is who,why do we even ask the questions. Are we combined but not having a clue. Is one of us ever going to be at the forefront of what true happiness is. Are there people who want either one of us to be unsuccesfull. Should we rule out the power of other people to take us out. When do we get to answers thess questions, do we really,really need to answer the questions really! Why do we ask the question. Can there be a chance asnwers coming everytime, everyday but we had made up our minds by then. Do we all want believe biliefs about certain myth. Are that unique?
Can we see and appreciate our uniqueness, or do we see no need to but admiring in secret. You ask whether I am any genuine representation of your side. Doeas everything above make any sense. Could he be looking at the
wrong side of me. Tricking me into believing him. Do I need to believe him. Is he negative, can he really change, Have I made up my mind about my needs but not seeing the biigger picture. You hear his voice say,'Have I made a mistkae by not going. Do I really know where to go, for what, for whom. Am I not missing the point,
is there a point. Why do I think all this. Am I carzy. Am I imgining a life I could not live becuase I imagined it.
Why am I writing this piece, what do I want to prove, to whom, for what, don't I care, do I care.
Is the arrogance of my knowledge. Have I become too bad for my knowledge. Do I know anything about anyone.
Can't we wait and see, do we really need to be the same, is sameness a perception invented. Do we know differences. are there differences, Do we want differences, what will happen when become same in success and heart, but easy enough to bear the weight of success. Is there more to ask? Are we a telepathic team, can we be telepathic? Has it not been a beginning of change in attitude and denouncement. What if we were all millionnaires, what if you and I were perfect for each other. Can we see the achievement of perfcet being from each other in different ways. Can we fill our hearts, quietly, and privately our love foe each other without loosing our ideals. Is the more to ask? Could I say I love you? Could you do the same? Should I believe you?
Do you expect that question? Are you open enough to see that I might not know anything or know everything.
Is there no kiss goodbye?
Am I dreaming?