I love you.
I love you for where you’ve been.
For what you’ve tried.
For what you’ve built and what you’ve destroyed.
For the ways you’ve grown and the nights you’ve cried.
For your hunger and your hope.
Your laughter and your fears.
I love you for today.
Your ways, your smells, your sighs, your desilusions, your convictions and your chocolate chip cookies.
For your mind that keeps inventing and your hands that choose to keep up.
I love you for being, for surviving and for remembering. For forgetting, too.
I love you for tomorrow.
For making the decisions you don’t yet know have to be made.
For your feet in new sands and your lips on new words.
For your dance, your grace, your modesty and your boldness, your deep friendship with Life.
For what will be, which could only be because of your vow to live it.
SCARED OF THE SACRED