it is good
and strange
at the same time
to be happy
without all the medicine
to feel the joy
running through my veins
and happy thoughts
dancing in my head
instead of the drowsy numb
I induce daily
it was beautiful
to see your eyes clearly
without mine being darkened
like looking through foggy glass
I remembered today
how to breathe
and how to see
and it was strange
exciting and wondrous
all at the same time
my fingers barely brushed yours
like the strokes of a paint brush
gentle but still marking
it is harder than I thought
but in the end
much more
well deserved
my confidence is high
and my smile is genuine
so strange it feels
to let you in