The day I put the words on paper
Vulnerability existed
and yet in that fragile moment,
a bliss beyond all words
Carried them far

This was me -
and i could see her there
without a mirror
This was me - and i could see
beyond the glass
Into her heart

And in that moment
only God
could see me clearer.

True beauty is not in contest
Not in conquest, striving to win
True beauty is being content
And not needing to be seen

'but risks make me
uncomfortable'

well...
'uncomfortable'
is just a pessimistic word
for
exciting.

So I guess
I found you by accident
and forgot you
on purpose

my eyes are dry
i can't complain
salt water never quenched
my thirsting anyway