The Monkey Mind

"I am not my own, how can I be yours..." she whispered intimately with a voice soft, emphasizing in a tone gentle, but punched hard in its truth,  it hurt, hurts still, like hell.  Even after all these days, weeks, months, and years...                                                                                                                                                                                               (pc: İclal Doğru:https://pin.it/2EOlRZV) At that moment, for a second, my heart stopped... And for another one more, my mind went blank... and, all, I could do was to hold on, to my sanity from getting lost, that shattered into pieces of myself, by those words.  My searching eyes found hers, hers that was clear brown that shined with a determined conviction of what she truly meant. Those eyes, they pierced my soul, sundered my mind, broke my heart apart, like never before Her message was clear, for her eyes spoke volumes and volumes' unlike any people I

No Tomorrow. Promise solemn rang true to my ears...,   without accompanying sound ,  with  the heaviness of its solemnity reverberating from body to soul and soul to the body, as along trembled simultaneous, the heart's temerity, I felt... the unwilling liberation of the soul and unbinding of bodily chains, like never before, as the spirit wavered, in-between the light and dark; the purgatory ...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                (PC:ZeinaH: Pinterest) Yet that liberation demanded a price, so did the unbinding, yet unready I to pay, unready I to yield,  I tried, how I tried, but temptation overtook my conscience, I failed, I gave in, so I did; pay and yield for a moment of liberation, a second of unbinding, the shame of ecstasy; material desires offered... I grabbe