I stumbled.
And I noticed something.
I started digging
And eventually found a tunnel.

So I dug and I dug and I dug and I dug.
At some point I forgot why I was digging.

It became an obsession.

I just wanted to find the end.

Along the way I found many things. At first I found a pebble. Then seeds from trees.
I found little gifts all the way down.
I loved all of them. I found a glove with a note in it.
And I smiled.

The best thing I found was happiness.
I was happy every time i found something new along the way.

When I reached the end I found an empty room. I looked around and I felt so at peace. But my heart told me to go back.

I had gone too deep.

When I turned around I found that the tunnel had caved in behind me.
I couldn’t go back.
I had found what I was looking for.

But for some reason I was suffocating.

I didn’t feel lost. I didn’t feel confused. I was at the end of the journey. I had found what I wanted.

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of me. The one who I had been chasing this whole time. He was close enough to touch but I knew I couldn’t have him for myself.
I started to say “I love you” but the room caved in before I could.
An exit appeared before me. I crawled out.

I wanted him to do the same.

When I turned around…
He wasn’t there.
The tunnel was gone.
He had stayed inside. Because he had found his love. He had found his safe space.

I stood outside and cried.

As I cried
The rest of the world moved without me.

I cried.

While I lay there, it felt like the world was embracing me, but I never looked up.

As the tears dried I saw flowers growing all around me.
I saw the beauty I had been missing because of my selfishness and pain.
The flowers I had been watering for months without knowing were so beautiful.

I saw those flowers and I smiled. I looked at them for a long time, unsure of what to do.

At some point a breeze passed by me.
It showed me where to go.

I turned away from our flowers.
I walked away.

I can’t forget those flowers.
They were so beautiful.