Sometimes I get frustrated…some would say that’s normal…others wouldn’t think twice about casting judgement…life wasn’t meant to be a prison…when the walls close in…I thought if I messed up…you would be the first one to post my bail…but as it turned out…you were there with me…
We snuck out after a self imposed curfew…sat at the edge of ocean…laughing, talking, sharing stories…about our lives before we met each other…the remedy to our problems…turned out it was our time with each other…when neither of us could speak…
Hold my hand…when you are worried…when you are scared and don’t have words to speak…sometimes silence brings people revelation…and other’s clarity when we take time to slow down enough to let our thoughts catch up…asking the tough questions…
I felt like I was all alone…I didn’t know how to explain my emotions…when it came down to expressing…sometimes the pressure of the world…seems like it will crush me…there you are at two am…waiting for me to call…to tell you that I need someone to talk to…