My dog days are over...

Did you ever notice, how you can be in the middle of doing something and then suddenly, out of nowhere, you remember how things started? Like the first time we held hands, or the first time I dreamt of the future I clinge to? When I conjure those moments in my head, I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, a sense of pride in the journey left behind. Just look at me, look at us, how far we've come, how long it has been, and how much happier we are. It almost brings tears to my eyes, thinking of everything I got to experience, and it fills my soul with anxiety, thinking of all the things still waiting for me. What didn't kill me, truly made me stronger, and the day I fell apart, was only my beginning.

Never could I have imagined that I would end up here. With people who make me happier than I've ever been, and who love me unlike anyone before. We somehow found each other in the dark, and together we rose up to the light. As corny as it may sound, I think I really might make it this time around. It was not easy to get here, so the feeling of satisfaction is so much greater. I've struggled and wept tears, and most of you can attest to the fact that this whole process of finding myself has been one hell of a ride. And while I'm still not sure I'm quite at the finish line, I know that I have people in my life, who'll help me get there. So as I grow one year older, the smile on my face has never been bigger, and the potential I see for the future, shines brighter than the sun.

The simple truths I try to hide...

He's just a little bit caught in the middle, because even still, for him life is a maze and love is a riddle. He doesn't know where to go or how to get there, all he knows is that he can't do it alone. He wants to slow it down, to make it stop and he's always afraid his heart is going to pop. He's lost in the moment, he's scared but he doesn't want to show it. The sun in the sky shines on him like a giant spotlight, he follows the signs, tries to synchronize in time, and just enjoy the show. Yet there are things he cannot do, things he cannot know, and it's just too much to be something he's not. Like a fool out of love, he just can't get enough. Like a joke that nobody knows, he can't figure out what's bringing him down. He tries and tries, he hopes and hopes, he fights and bleeds, all for the sake of his sanity. So that one day he may say, with conviction and a smile on his face, that he truly shot for his dreams.

Sometimes I'm so blind...