I was a lost soul. With you, I found direction. You don't chance upon inspirations every day. Neither do they stay and live beyond a certain age or time. But when they do, they transform your soul. In ways perhaps unearthly and unexplainable. They make you reach realms otherwise unreachable. Through your dreams and imagination. Music, art or words. I let my mind float to meet your soul beyond the facade of worldly ways. They say I'm an insomniac. Perhaps because in the darkest nights I find you nearest to me, whispering realisations. And slowly, secretly, you become the God of my heart. You made me meet myself, my purposes and realisations. Through you, I saw a reflection of myself, like you were the mirror. And I, only an illusion in this world.
