Shooting Stars And Empty Trashcans

This prologue to my book in progress, was written not so much from experience, but from the imagining of experiences, and the fleeting glimpses of experiences...

If you've ever been in love, so deeply it makes your head spin, your heart ache, your eyes overflow with uncontainable emotions, you will understand but not fully comprehend my story. For love is so personal, unique to each soul, created anew with every hearts encounter, like the breaking of the dawn; familiar yet different in small unnoticeable and huge unfathomable ways. It will resonate with you but complete comprehension remain just out of reach, a half remembered essence, a ghostly déjà vu. If you haven't, count this as a cautionary guide, a life lived on your behalf, a preparation for what may still come. Or not...

Photo credit and grateful thanks to the soaring upliftment of 'Fly with me' by Mohamed Nohassi on Unsplash