Do you feel me? When I’m around and when I’m not around.
It’s told that the unspoken words are precious, but I feel being felt when not around is far more precious and invaluable.
Now that brings these questions, what’s the feeling like? What kind of energy do you emit? How are you being felt?
Just as curious as I’m as always, I would like to know what’s my significance? What’s the measurement?
Or am I looking for something that I shouldnt be looking for, too silly?
As usual in search of lucidity in my deluded, distant, far fetched, never ending, piped dreams.