With you, I feel safe,
Feels like I can be as fragile as how I never showed the world I really am
Nothing else matters that
amidst the ocean of uncertainties, darkest clouds tangling the mind,
and spur of indescribable emotion
I feel alive
Somehow, there’s a reason why the heart keeps on going,
and why I should be grateful for opening my eyes every morning.
Whoever, or whatever that “YOU” is in your life
Could it be Him? Her? Them? Your dreams? Yourself? or the Creator?
It's your decision, something arising from you naturally,
without coercion, not something to help you feel strangled all the time.
Namaste,
Andrea
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