Poem: Not Just You and Me
When did you start breathing so evenly, and how do you sleep so well these days? When did your heart start feeling so light, and how did your smile become so genuine? Maybe you are through that tunnel, one that you had to travel alone. And yet you weren't alone, were you? How could you be so lucky? Those lone walks under the scorching sun, that you had convinced yourself you liked; who was waiting for you in the room hoping you would be back safely? That long night when you were ready to drown in despair as you usually did; who hugged you and reminded you that you were never alone in this? And when your world had crumbled, when you were numbingly afraid to get up; who gave you a place to get yourself together? Who saved you from yourself? All the times you thought you were alone, there was always a hand, wasn't there? You were the one scared to hold it; afraid it will suddenly pull back. And I don't blame you for the hesitation. Because after all, dear friend, in the most ...