Tuesday, January 8, 2013

All these little things...

I needed time to gather the maelstrom in my head. Time to reminisce about the path walked, and dream about the journey ahead. Time to reflect on my mistakes, and celebrate my victories. Time to gaze inward, and confront the demons which reside within. Time to cry the tears which scorch my eyes, and release the laughter that inflates my soul. I needed time, and now that I'm back I can barely let words slip out of my mouth, because once again, out of nowhere, the universe has knocked my off my feet, yet this time, not with winds of depair, but with a tempest of past redemption and future hope. And for the first time in what feels like forever, the road beyond the horizon seems so ... beautiful.


And what if what they say is true, that we spend our entire life rewriting the first story we ever loved? Then it must also be true, that you spend your whole life trying to relive the first love you ever felt. And if both of those things are certain, then what happens from now on, shall no longer be a struggle, but a challenge, a dare, it will be potential. 

They take each other's hand, smile, and jump with the conviction of a thousand broken dreams. They fearlessly plumet into the abbys, knowing full well that this may very well be the last time they look upon one another. Why, you ask? Why aren't they scared? The answer to that, the answer to everything, lies somewhere in the year ahead, and together we might just make it.