this moment that is all my own...
with no noise from the outside
save the light drops of rain on my windowpane,
there are many things I notice.
I notice that my heart is still beating.
And that is important because
it's been almost four years now that
it has been broken.
But it is, beating
steady, without reservations,
unaffected by the world,
and persistent.
And what that means
is that I want to find love again.
I want to love again.
Although I will never stop loving you,
I want to know what love is again--
the kind of love that persists,
unaffected by the world,
without reservations, and is
steady in all situations.
But I guess,
in my humanity,
I am still drawn to a certain kind of sadness;
reminiscing on the love I used to know
and forgetting on loving myself,
right now in this moment.
Thankfully, life reminds me,
through the light drops of rain,
that even the deepest pain
can be washed away.
And with the closing of my eyes,
I can focus a little bit more.
I pray.
And I feel peace
enter my bones,
nestle itself deep in my heart--
even when I didn't think it possible.
It is beautiful
that somehow,
when I take these moments
to let myself feel the pain
and be open to hope,
that peace is never far away.
Love is something
to be had
at any moment.
Even through the silence.
Even through the rain.
Love is here.
