I once found myself stuck in a house of mirrors,
I twisted and turned,
spun and run frantically around in circles,
lost in multiple reflections.
Only when I stopped to breathe,
there you were.
Your features familiar,
but somewhat not,
we share a smile that spears my soul surges through my veins into the very depths of my being and as I began to relax into your rhythm I lit up in glittery golds, pretty purples, sunrise yellows, cool blues, wild whites and ruby reds until I could taste your energy on the tip of my tongue.
I found you.
The you that craved the good, the adventurous, the spontaneous life.
The you that felt each moment as it was and saw hardships as mere lessons to aid your growth.
As we danced closer our heat combined, you looked directly in my eyes like you knew my purpose, my darkest secrets, my why.
You spoke for the first time, softly yet firmly
‘we are one, we deserve to live however we please, we are strength and weakness and love and light and darkness and soulful and all things wonderfully weird and unique.’
With the last of your words resonating in my soul you spread your wings and mine spread too, we waved in sync and just like that I awoke.
I was standing at the mirror.
Alone.
You had gone but not really gone. You left your sparkle in my eyes, your fire in my belly and your courage to just be me.
There was a message scribbled across the mirror in Ruby red lipstick it read
‘I am you and you are I. Go be you so I can be I. Be free fly high be you my love, just you.’
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