The intimacy,
Of words,
Scares me sometimes,
I am afraid,
I’ll finally,
Name you,
Your voice,
In the corners of my mind,
In the silence,
Reaching out to me,
Like a soft prayer,
A kiss goodnight,
A whisper,
For my awakening,
As my soul,
Shudders in the dark,
Of a shadowed sun,
Falling upon,
Like forgotten sunsets,
On wrecked shores,
Polluted by human contact,
The purity of this moment,
Picks me up in dreams,
Like entwined paper kites,
Falling to the ground,
Swirling in the sky,
Soaring in the wind,
For one last time,
Till all reality,
Crashes to match,
The scars that run over,
Our bodies,
From the wounds,
We got in our past lives,
May be,
Our love,
Is the afterlife,
After all,
I still wake up,
With the familiar warmth,
Your touch had,
As all perishes,
I once again,
Dissolve in the mirages,
You made me see,
In the portals of your eyes,
And the spaces of your fingers,
The way your sentences,
Settled like dust,
On old furniture,
Left in an abandoned house,
No one lives in anymore,
I’m the remnant,
Of the end of eternity,
The last day,
Of forever.

“The right person at the wrong time” doesn’t exist when you think about her and the impact she has had on your life.
She’s the girl who make you believe in things such as fate and soul mates even. She makes you believe in something bigger than yourself.

The thing she makes you believe in is called love.

Her love is the perfectly imperfect embodiment of the reason why the tide always returns to kiss the shore. Or the reason why the moon is illuminated time after time in the darkness by the sun. They never give up on each other no matter how their paths are separated, they’ll always end up back together, even after all the storms that rage through the skies and the seas.

She made me believe our souls were connected before they fell down to Earth as shooting stars.
That is why there is a gravitational pull, pulling me in her direction.
To throw her away, dismissing her as a wrong time, would be one of your greatest mistakes.

She is a timeless soul because she will live forever within you. Prepare for a burning soul within her presence because you’ll feel her fiercely even after she is long gone.

—  S.S.


The Moon is a psychological card of projecting fear into your present and your future, based on past experiences. The images, thoughts and feelings that you have repressed over time cause inner disturbances that are becoming overwhelming. The Moon is a card of illusion and deception, and therefore often suggests a time when something is not as it appears to be. Vigilance and clear perception will be necessary to find that which is hidden before it is too late. 

Gwyndolin’s magic veil cloaks Anor Londo and produced an illusion of Gwynevere to mislead the Chosen undead in his quest and prolong the Age of Fire as is expected by the royal family. The circumstances under we discover this plot involves tearing down the illusion ourselves, as now Gwyndolin is standing between us and our destiny as Dark Lord.

Upright: Illusion, fear, anxiety, insecurity, subconscious

Reversed: Release of fear, unhappiness, confusion