Fire

All she knew was that she had changed.

She was no longer

the scared girl

who didn’t know

anyone

or anything,

but instead someone

who didn’t recognize

her past self

anymore.

She still had

fear

inside herself,

but she also had

fire.

It’s Okay

It’s okay to not know what you’re doing

It’s okay to ask for help

It’s okay to break down

It’s okay to need help picking up the pieces

It’s okay to want a hug

It’s okay to need strength

It’s okay to be fragile

It’s okay

Past the Bend

She realized that

it’s not the sum

of events

in your life

that determine

how you experience it,

but instead

it’s how we each

choose

to perceive those events.

Everything

has a positive light

at the end of

it’s proverbial tunnel,

sometimes

you just have

to look past

the bend.

Eyes

Her eyes sparkled

with unfettered joy

as she cast her eyes

upon the stars

within her lover’s gaze.

Happiness overcame her, and

in the blink of an eye

it was gone.

That was so long ago,

she thought to herself,

but still

I miss

those eyes.

Dare he Speak?

There was something

within her gaze

that couldn’t be

pinpointed.

Was it the sparkle

of mischief, the glint

of steel, the bedazzling

of wonder, or the shine

of happiness,

he asked himself.

Or something else altogether, perhaps.

Maybe, just maybe,

it was the depths

of unknown possibility

dancing in her eyes.

Dare he speak?