All at once

 And then all at once I looked back into the darkness I had emerged from, on the longest, winding road, and I could see how far I had come.

I had arrived at a place I never could have imagined, with the softest raindrops washing me anew and wiping away my past.

And then all at once I began to see that I did not need anyone else; I was self reliant all along. I just needed a reminder.

And then all at once I had seen how far I still had to go, but for the first time in my life, I knew I could do it.

Eggs

I was Julia roberts in Runaway Bride: not knowing what kind of eggs I liked.

Am I a boiled girly? Do I like them fried? Do I prefer scrambled eggs?

I conform to my surroundings. 

I'm a vine winding around an abandoned room, trying to find the light amongst the slats of the boarded up windows, appeasing the one that waters me.

Between the silences

He makes us dinner.

I offered, but he tells me he's "got it."

I've never had dinner made for me before. The care taken; multi-step dish.

And we eat in the silence

with the birds' chirps softly outside our window and the soft yellow light of his lamps illuminating our plates.

And our spoons grazing ungracefully against our china bowls.

And between the silences I begin to heal.

Life isn't this; Life is this

life isn't a series of boxes to tick;

who has the biggest house?

the fattest payslip?

life isn't a competition;

there are no winners, no losers

we are just here to be

why is it never enough?

why do we run from simplicity?

Why can't we stop and     b e ?

Life isn't this, is it?

Life is but an adventure

Sitting on a worn-out sofa

forming new indents as we talk slow

and long at 3am.

Break the shackles that hold us down

That keep us grounded when we were born to fly.

Life isn't this; Life is this:

Life is our own making, our own choosing. 

Life is meaningful all on its own.

Why do we try so hard to make it ours?

Let it go.