My Person
I’ve found my person. Crazy, right? One second, you’re alone and full of memories you’ve never had with the faceless. And the next second, you’re full of every damn possibility and a face you’re so eager to see at the end of a long day. And it’s odd, because this person has given me a loss of words. Poems and chapters and books and libraries are not enough. My words are never enough. They will never do it justice. I can see my life flash before me and for once, I’m not afraid.













