Ameen. Thank you Manasi Nene ❤️ youtu.be/lV-gqLaipW4 Dear you,Whoever you are, However you got here,This is exactly where you are supposed to be. This moment has waited it’s whole life for you,This moment is your lover,And you are a solider,Come home baby its over,You don’t need to suffer anymore. Dear you,This moment is a surprise party,You are both hiding in the dark and walking through the door,This moment is a Hallelujah,This moment is your permission slip,To finally open that love letter you’ve been hiding from yourself,The one you wrote when you were little,When you still danced like a sparkler at dusk,Do you remember the moment you realised they were watching,When you became ashamed of how much light you were holding,When you first learned how to un-love yourself. Dear you,The word today, means amen is every language.Today, we made it,Today, I’m gonna love you,Today, the box cutter will rust in the garbage,Today, the noose will forget how to hold you,Today,Today. Dear you,And I have always meant, you.Nothing would be the same if you did not exist. You, who were once as small as bouquet,Who could sleep in the laughs of strangers,Nothing would be the same if you did not exist. You, who’s voice is someones favourite voice,Someones favourite face to wake up to,Nothing would be the same if you did not exist. You, the teacher,The starters gun,The lantern in the night who offers not a way home but the courage to travel farther into the dark. You, the lover, who worships the taste of her body,Who is the largest tree ring in his heart,Who does not let fear ration your love. You, the friend,The sacred chorus of ‘How can I help you?’.Who have felt more numb than holy,More cracked than mosaic,Who has known the tiles of a bathroom by heart,Who has forgotten what makes you worth it. You, the forgiven,The forgiver,Who belongs right here, in this moment. You, this clump of cells,This happy explosion that happened to start breathing,And by the grace of whatever is up there,You got here,You made it, this whole way,Through the nights that swallowed you whole,The mornings that arrived in pieces,The scabs,The gravel,The doubt,The hurt,The hurt,The hurt,Is over today,You made it,You made it,You made it, Here. By sierrademulder
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 02:04:52 +0000