I do not want it!

it feels right it can't be wrong, right?

The pictures stay.

Memoirs of anciency

Times lived and passed moments

Days of coalition, called coalition
because of temporary standing which has led us in different routes of travel

I do not resent you
I do not grieve about us, you leaving yes

Yet not us.

Its called turning everything into art

We united. Coalited and it was
It remained yet now its terminate

Terminate yet never annihilated. Its disunion not estrangement
You are carried in me. Alive in me forever.

I will not let you go...I'll let you leave yet not go.
You with me forever.

Thats the art.
Loving you and continuing to do so even though we no longer are.

Its a shock a horror an understandable concept.
Yet to me you weren't a pass time. I loved.

The art of love lost yet held on!

So no i am not going to burn the photographs of our time together!

Mrs Vietrizchk

You are a temptation. Not a want.

You are not that which i will return to you are that which i will exercise to gratify and with every hope that you are gratified as i am we will part.

Not the best of transactions yet...IT HAPPENS!

Field of waves.

No translation exists for it.