It’s funny how even my dreams always take me back to you.
I’m always leaving places and moving away, hoping to find something better somewhere else. For someone who’s afraid to take risks, that’s pretty ironic. Sometimes it feels like I’ve finally found what I’ve been looking for –a quiet place for my soul to rest and grow. But then, something tragic happens and it changes everything. It changes me, it breaks me. It reminds me that I’m not invincible, that I’m still young and naive and that my heart isn’t as strong as I pretend it to be and it shrinks everytime someone hurts me.
Yet, when I looked at you, all I wanted was to stay and build a place that would prevent me from running away. But the gods endlessly carry me away from you, as if they knew we were never meant to be together. You touched and kissed me gently; I felt your embrace in the depths of my soul.
I now belong to you, and to you I will return.