Hope...

I feel it inside. I am not sure if I could let go just yet. I laugh, I smile but I already know so much that would make me sad. This is what they don't know, this is how they are timid and shy. I feel life loving me and giving me my warning signs. I am lucky in a sense yet unlucky on the other hand. As I walk through my shadows and come up on light. I sense myself stopping to look at how bright it seems to be outside of the darkness. I build and build these gorgeous foundations only to watch them fall before me, destroyed by catastrophes of living, feeling, emotion, and heart. I want to build again and perhaps my foundation needs a new method. I feel I have that potential underlying in myself. Slowly I will find myself warming to the light beating down upon my skin and once again I will feel alive like never before. I will reach out and grab your hand and you will bring me back to who I really am. Then you will proceed to bring me out of what I once called myself, into what I am in reality. Nothing will be held back, keep that as a warning, nothing will be missed between you and I. As I walk between our intertwined dreams I want to look into your eyes and feel safe, protected and at ease with who we are to each other. In that gaze, we are lost while the world offers its vitality to us.