Loved and Known

What kind of week have I had?
Hard, great, somewhere in between?


I wish I could sit down with a person who listens, lean across the table and let that person know about the moments that made me laugh or the ones that brought tears, about the fears I faced and the joy I felt, about the obstacles that seemed so big and the breakthroughs I never thought could happen. All of it.


Even though that person can't be there. Yet he/she doesn't just have to hear about it second hand. Tell as if he/she was there. For every moment, Every smile, every frown, every victory, every let-down.


Until I know again that everything is going to be okay. Comfort me, celebrate with me, whenever I needed.


That's what love does.


"i said you close the door and now you admit it.
it's ok, never too late,i'm always waiting for you.


i just know one thing, which is i can't let you down, 

i can't let you go. i don't know why, i just really cant'"