Meet me where I sit with my insecurities. Show me your vulnerabilities, scars that hurt, memories that still haunt. Meet me by the beach and tell me about your childhood memories, with or without the traumas. Meet me at the dark alley so you could share your truths, and I can unveil mine. Meet me near the lake at dusk so we could undress our shields, uncover our stories, even before a subtle bare nudge. Meet me in the clouds, and tell me that the imaginary world does exist, and you have seen magic grow in my backyard. Meet me at the hill so we can scream to the stars to make our wish come true, let’s scream so loud that the stars have no choice but to fall for us. Meet me where your heart meets mine, meet me where I meet myself.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F















