I've always wanted to tell you everything, but you could never listen
I wanted to give you my soul, but it wasn't part of your plan
So I've finally decided to walk my own path and to take only those who truly deserve to be let into my heart and soul and I walk away but I walk on to something better
And that something better fills me with a hope that my life can be filled with beautiful things that will take me away from all that has broken me
It will bring me to that place that will let me be a part of something that will make me find my sweet surrender, my love incarnate, the one I've been waiting for all of my life...

A chance meeting, a friendly smile, a night to remember...
Your eyes were dark and soulful and your demeanor was gentle with an underlying wildness that I didn't get to see
A possibility, a hope, or maybe a dream of being entangled with you for just a while longer...
A time and a place that has been frozen in a moment, I smile at the thought of you...

Who am I? Who do I mean the world to? Who means the world to me? There are a few that have earned that status in my life, well maybe not a status but a big place in my heart. I don't always tell them this but I should. How much do we hold back from those that we hold the closest to our being. It shouldn't be this way, we shouldn't we afraid to say the things that mean the most.

Sometimes we forget our own beauty because the ones that we have cared about made us feel inaduquate when it is really them who are inaduquate
Someone who can make us feel that way is a broken spirit that wants to bring us into their castle of misery that they have built
Why do they do this? Why do they want to break us?
I had forgotten who I was until a few days ago, I met someone who let me shine again and the tears that I cried were not ones of unhappiness
They were an expression that someone could lift me up and make me feel whole again and realize that maybe one day I will find what I've been looking for
Words can evoke so much emotion that they can wound or heal
We sometimes forget that our tongues can throw daggers
But we also forget that we can cause others to shine with the beauty that they possess within