I saw you from across the room and I tripped over all of the pieces of myself in trying to get to you. Falling into your arms I looked back and found my insecurities scattered onto the floor like the pencil shavings of my imperfect life.
I wrote yesterday about feeling restless and how I’ve been treading water for too long now. I also mentioned how I feel change coming, I feel it not just as something that is coming but as something I have to help along. 416 more words