Written word as a form of identity.

You didn’t know it at the time but
you fell in love with the universe
mistook me for a girl
mistook me for an idea
when I was not,

I am the woods you care for
I am the blood moon you fear
I am every night you woke up
feeling suffocation and then peace,

You thought you were larger than life
you didn’t know me
you didn’t know how much larger I was
that I was everything you were seeking.

[Written October 18th, 2016]

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