you've twisted the idea of forever,
taking it in with a breath of oxygen,
ordinarly assuming whatever there is to assume,
as if thinking forever is anything good,
as if thinking forever is anything bad
like a flower that dies, and a flower that blooms
forever isn't just a long time
it isn't measure in seconds or minuets
or by the tick of some created contraption
forever is possiblity.
its the absense and the presence
being there, even with not being there
with everyone around, or no one to be found
how easy is it to say forever.
foreverforeverforever
though can we comprehend the little facts,
the tiny instances that makes up
forever
can you really magnify forever, to the closes inch
to the thread and needle in every stich
can you even believe that forever is possible
Have you ever seen forever in someones eyes,
the look it captivates, and mezmurizes
it purtudes and exludes and exudes
it hurts, and heals, and leaves scars and bruses
