And suddenly, out of nowhere I realised I have been using energies long before I knew what they meant.
I kept wearing crosses on my neck for ages because it was something that we chose to be our symbol and thus it will be, eternally, without a thought to the fact that our friendship was wrecked in all the possible ways. It will be a thing representing both of us, the connection and the choice to severe it.
Every time a cute guy would leave something at my place or I'd get it from his, and he said it's okay to wear it, I would wear it to feel cute myself.
I took your jacket today because I know you wish all the luck to me and I will need luck today.
I took the lighter of that guy to take a little of the excitement that a foreplay brings because we kissed and he wanted way more, his hair was laced with Eros' passion and a little excitement never hurt nobody.
I've been carrying that knowledge long before I knew it existent, I called it sentimentality, I called it symbolism, which, lets be fair, it is, but it also is energy.
Suddenly I could tell the energy every single thing was laced with, not that I would see a colour (though if I closed my eyes and focused, I could see traces of coloured lights). I just suddenly started to know what was laced with what.
I've been using lucky charms long before I knew, they simply weren't traditional ones. They weren't much of necklaces, stones or symbols that cultures used for certain meanings. What I was working all along with was... Belongings.
What belongs, that owns something of the one it belongs to. What belongs, is laced with energies running up and down it like silver veins filled with different lights circulating inside. And suddenly everywhere I turned, I knew what these felt like. Instantly.
