Aug 6, 2013
It's moments like this that have become the thing I live for, but I confess, they are completely selfish.

Moments like this where for a brief moment, the cloud lifts.

I see a ray of warmth
Hear an echo of laughter
Remember what it is to hope
Know who I am and what I want
I feel the tips of Your fingers as you reach down to pull me from the depths of my own ocean of doubt.

I wish the feeling would stay.
But it's already gone. Again.


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