Being by one's self

“I guess it is in solitude that we come to our own terms on things; not only is it the time that we tend to, but I find it is a moment where we reflect and explore deep into our own thoughts on how things are or were. I would describe solitude to myself as a spiritual moment to be fair, it is in solitude that I feel like I’m drifting away into my dreams that I want to fulfill, another adventure to go on whilst venturing out the door one morning and being where I want myself to be.” —RE

You are my sky

One shape.

for I always look up to you,
and you look after me.

You have never changed a thing.
You have given me more reason
to feel the warmth of your endearment.


You have crushed all my worries;
you have never thought ill of me.
You are killing me—
with those ceaseless cares and wits.

I have never thought you could be like this,
hanging on the cliff of my whims.
I have never foreseen how special I could be—
I was blinded and my judgment was clouded,
with all of you.

What could I ask for, when all I have is you.