break free
let me be
take a breath
i own myself
i am myself
becoming myself
through free fall
and tears
lust
and sorrow
where is love in my vocabulary
its in everything
i am love
true
strong
delicate
independent
emotional
fiery
overwelming
love
no more of this for you
this for this
this is for me
life is short
my legs are shorter
i must run from this
run with the moment
every moment
and create those memories
nostalgia is a curse
my middle name
a way of life
always remembering
but drawing from everything
pulling the feelings
from emotion
from love
i am love
