Zyphera

I haven’t lived for a very long time. However, until now, each of my breaths has been a story, a summary of humanity, a life in itself. With every blink, my eyes were new again. Every word I spoke was unique. Every person I met, heard, or touched was a whole world. Each landscape I discovered was a new galaxy to explore. I experienced every feeling, happy or unhappy. I felt the world and humanity the way we feel when returning home after years of absence: everything is still there, yet everything is new.

While I thought of the world as my childhood shelter, I ignored one thing: your life. After all these years, your life has mingled with mine. Only now have I truly learned how to breathe. I have finally found how to see, hear, and touch. I have understood both the words and the silence. It was when your life mingled with mine that everything finally made sense. I felt the world for the very first time. I have discovered a new sphere I never knew existed. A secret world has shown itself, though I once thought it was merely imaginary. I did not know there were dream-makers. I did not know love had a name: your name. Therefore, I no longer need to observe humanity to understand it. I just have to kiss you.