Since Feeling Is First

Sophia is deep in the feeling of love for Dylan, realizing they are two lonely individuals of the same kind who somehow got brought together. This is precious, this is rare…

Dylan is a dreamer, like me, and this modern world has no room for our kind. It has marginalized us to the periphery, but this is where we actually belong, because we came here to push the boundaries and expand. We are two lone wolves, connected by a mutual longing for the sublime. The feeling beyond words that cannot be described, simply sensed and revered. In a culture skating on the surface, primarily concerned with physical pleasures and instant gratification, we are two rare deep divers seeking repose in one another from a lifetime of utter aloneness. Always surrounded by people who lack the capability of establishing a deeper bond, afraid of what they will find if they probe within. Hence, solitary in the deep end we encountered each other either by chance or by a call of the soul. I do not want to suppress this intense connection, however wrong it might seem. Finally feeling alive, held, understood. That kiss last night at the gallery was so much more… a bond, remembered. The way I love him is so pure and true, I have no expectations or demands, no judgement or criticism, no conditions. We meet in the present in truth and this is all that matters.