Every little freckle and story on my skin.

I’ve come to love the silence.

The comforting sound of nothing.

Just a little thumping sound inside your chest.

A mind at ease, memories at rest.

I’ve come to love the mirrors.

Reflecting someone I know so well.

‘Cause when I smile I know that

the person looking at me will always smile back.

I’ve come to love not being where I want to be.

It makes me believe even more in the future.

Every path is still there to choose.

A little taste of freedom, all these possibilities.

I’ve come to love every song, every book, every single moment of the day.

The ones who held me and those who got lost along the way.

My heart remains true to the ones it loves

Those who are here to stay and those who have faded to  grey.

I’ve come to love me.

Every little freckle and story on my skin.

No more need to hide my face from the sun

that’s been pouring down upon me.

Life has just begun,

here and now

and so it will every hopeful day.

——————-

Froe ♥

 

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