EngulfedInAReverie

He was swimming in a vast ocean of everything that bound him, suffocated him, and tied him down. It was never ending and ever growing, palliating, numbing and mundane. Metaphorically he was drowning, desperately attempting to stay afloat, contemplating on how much fight he had left in him.   She was submerged in the depths of her despair and lost in a reverie because it was only there that she could ideate a perfect world.  The mere collision of their paths shook the very foundations of their being and challenged the notions which they lived by and hopelessly believed in, because believing anything else was too tumultuous. They c