People are noticing; they are talking about how I am becoming, evolving, growing, into myself; finding things I lost; remembering the person I used to be before I was gone, before I slipped into the abyss.
Before I broke.
When I would giggle too much and for no reason about everything and nothing, and when my eyes were constantly laughing because my soul was free.
When I stepped out into the world feeling absolutely sure of my place in it.
When I moved from minute to minute knowing I was adored.
When I looked into the future and saw only light.
When my subconscious played reel upon reel upon reel of happy possibles as my eyes closed to the world so I woke to the joy of remembering the dance of the still long moments between moments between moments.
When I knew I could do anything, not because, but because.
It was so long ago.
I forgot.
Life got intense, and things became difficult, and living was fraught with pain, and the shards of heartache were too hard to endure, and I preferred instead to shut it all away and build instead.
Moats. Walls. Fortifications.
A lack of bridges.
No doors.
I was so sure I would never need doors. I was so sure I could forego the bridges. I was so sure I would never let anybody visit.
And then you, wonderful you.
With all the force of a hurricane.
You don’t need bridges. You never use the door.
Stone, rock, brick, mortar, cement.
My old castle lies in ruins at your feet.
We build a new one instead. Together.
And you are putting in bridges that can’t be burned. Doors that can be opened and closed. Windows that let in the light.
You.
Wonderful, wonder-filled, wonderful, you.
Oh yay so you are in love and happy 😉 beautiful writing Xoxo Take care Emma
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Thank you! 🙂
welcome back. You have been missed. Your writing is exquisite. How wonderful that you are so happy x
Thank you so very much. 🙂
Elegant and moving
Thank you. 🙂