Identity

Your life is a song you've never heard. From a distance I gaze and you remain mystified. Your purpose hides somewhere in the shade of your eyes. This is somewhere I cannot lead you, but only take your hand and follow. I wish I could relate. What do you desire? What do you hope for and dream of for yourself? Where do you envision your distant tomorrow. Your perception is run by uncertainty, intoxicated by youth and time. Sometimes simplicity is the most complex maze to solve. Which path should you take? The road is vague, you are standing on it but sight is not a gift you've been granted with in this realm. Life is so unpredictable, and that is a frightening reality.

Who do you want to be? I can only encourage you. Here I am, to give you my thoughts and to wish you the best. To give you ideas and stand beside you, whatever direction you choose to take. I wish I could facilitate your struggles, I wish I could protect you from the hardships I know you'll face one day. There is so much I know you fear, such losses you'll face someday. I'll be here every step of the way, to try and help you remember your gains and triumphs. To take your hand and lead you when you've lost sight of the good. To catch you and keep you from staying down when you've fallen. Fight. Keep your efforts burning, don't put the flame out. Fight, there is more to lose than strength. Try, try the best you can. Even when the current steers you further from your most precious endeavors. Fight, to recover and to improve.

I can't quench your thirst for knowledge of the future. I can't impair the plans that time has in store for us. My fears and yours differ greatly but are still so similar. I'm afraid, that you'll never believe me a certainty in your life. I'm afraid, that I won't be armor enough for you, that I won't be a refuge, that you'll deem me a part of you external, incapable of understanding your hurts. But I will try my best, I will fight for you.

I share with you the pain of this distance and the passing of time. We're strong together, for each other. Our fortress rises from our memories and hopes for the future. Don't lose sight of those things, don't let sadness conquer. There's a cold and desolate tundra painful and lonely beyond it. Let our love lift us, for one day our miracle will come true. Our love is our fortress.