Filled with anxiety, confusion and lonliness.
Asking myself when I stopped relying… on the one and only. And why he had stopped trying π
Feeling as if I was treading up this high and cold mountain. SCARED. And ALONE.
Alone.
While the higher I go, I feel that my exhaustion is from lack of air!
Air.
ALWAYS there.
You're always there. Everlasting.
But YOU. You warned me: "If you give it ALL to me.
You will be like a tree… in Autumn, all your leaves must fall. For this is necessary.
Where I see, if your heart is true.
For when Spring comes, with it's bountiful colors, aromas and flowers.
ALL things.
