You gave me a space…when my thoughts wouldn’t…when my mind was scheming…trying to make me stay awake…trying to reason out…how you came into my life…but it doesn’t matter…it doesn’t change the facts…we were made for each other…
A space where I don’t need covers…A space where I am free…A space where I can share my heart…A space where I can decompress…the thoughts that have wrapped my mind…like a gift on Christmas morning…you can unwrap the tangled thoughts of mine…
I am trying to make space for me and you…because I know you could use space as well…and I don’t mean distance…what others think when we say we need it…I mean the person who listens…the person who creates the time…to get to know me…
A space to share…but also sometimes our own…somethings can’t be explained…when the world is whizzing past…the people who create space for others…are often thought of as that of no opinion…but it isn’t there that we find our peace…