A long time ago,
but not so long ago...
I met someone who changed my life.
Who seemed to have opened my eyes to a world full of the unknown.
I experienced everything through new eyes, as though every time I blinked I was seeing everything for the first time.
The most glorious color. So vibrant, so vivid. The urge to touch it has become so irrestible. How have I not seen it like this before? How could I have been so blind? There everything whispered right in front of me, like a breath of fresh air.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Oxygen. Never in my life had I been so thankful to breathe. Every breath before, I had taken for granted. I breathe so deeply, my lungs feel about to burst.
Experience has changed me.
Overwhelming obstacles, sorrow and many tears have made me stronger.
A long time ago,
but not so long ago...
losing someone changed my life.
It seemed to have opened my eyes to a world full of the unknown.
The grief has gripped me, and the world has been put on hold.
I lose sight of color, and visible to me now, is not much more than black in white.
The physical pain is unbearable. The knots in my stomach seem to tighten with my throat. That breath of fresh air... is a struggle. I feel as though I am suffocating.
With passing time, the world of the unknown... returns as it was.
The feeling of my return was like arriving home, unveiled with comfort.
