lost souls

Two lost souls stuck in an abyss, hearts heavy but showing a sign of a bliss. Both bearing a grief of the past, remembering the story that did not last. Stumbling upon each other, they found comfort of that from a mother. Hearts at peak of their beating, showing perplexity at their meeting. One running away from life's race, the other igniting the courage to face. Both eyes closed as their souls become intimate, couldn't care less as they got none to imitate. Staring at eachother with pure intention, they developed love as their new invention. As they dwell deeper in a new journey, may their love always remain burny. zhimowrites.