The Gift

How does it feel…
carrying that heaviness inside you?

How does it feel…
to be unseen, unheard —
by the one you once, perhaps, fully loved?

When the wish you fought for
made you feel like a fool.
When the promise gave you the world,
but all you got was… hurt?

Truth?

Love, do you see it?
Do you know that you have it.
Or have you never truly known it?

Does your heart feel everything it is supposed to feel?
Can you let it all go, as you allow yourself to heal?

It is ‘Love’
—
 Do you see it?
Everything you had was a gift —

so never, ever regret having it.

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How does it feel…
carrying that happiness inside you?

How does it feel…
to be seen, felt, and heard —

by the one who, perhaps, truly loves?


… even when the world seems to have forgotten how to love …

Feel it.

Trust it.

Take it.

This is a gift.

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I am standing right here —

do you see where I am standing?
I am reaching for you —

but do you see it coming?

My back turned toward you —

but is that what you really see?
I am facing the light,
the other side —
can you see?

If you see me now,

then you can reach for me.
Not even a second away between us
you will see.

Trap into your doubts
it will take longer than forever.
But step into your heart
and it will only take a blink of never.

I am here
close to your heart, close to your hands.
Though I can’t lead your hands
to fight your own fight.

I’ll be here
close to you
along the way, side by side,
till you reach and touch
the face
of your victory’s light.

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Love,
the journey may grow dark in the night,
but very soon,
you will see the paths that arrive in the light.

Feel it.
Trust it.
Take it.
This is a gift.