I’ve started writing.
I’ve started singing.
I’ve started taking pictures of myself and
allowing others to take pictures of me too.
I’ve started speaking.
I’ve started feeling.
I’ve started witnessing the sunrise and sunset.
I’ve started understanding why artists choose
to create.
I’ve started understanding why I am the way I
I’ve stared understanding my place in this
world. I’ve started appreciating nature and all it
holds. Every breath has meaning. Every
sleepless night has an end. Every love song
reminds me that it’s true. The flowers smell
better. The sun feels warmer. The shadows are
a little less dark. Every step I take has a
purpose. I have a destination now. I know
that every goodbye means another hello.
Since I met him, I started living.

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