Dawning Creations

This is our reality.
The monstrous revealing of the feeling, the truth of this all.
Facing the challenges, smiling while fighting and missing sleep, because counting sheep no longer serves us.

This is our reality when things don’t come together and people are falling apart. This is our reality when all we have is this moment, together smiling while fighting each other’s battles.

We have this life. We face the stress. We’ve stared death so many times in his ugly face. We’ve laughed all night and cried all damn day just to feel something rather than “other.” If this is our reality, I think we’re o.k.

There are choices on every turn, every bend. Spending time or sleeping in, to catch the early rays or lay still in dreaming, are tough decisions.

Time is valuable. Even more valuable is trust, and between you and I, I know I’m safe, I’m home with you, no matter where we are.

This is our reality.

I don’t want to lose a minute, when in a blinking moment you’re gone. Trying to keep moments sacred, sucking up and shoving down all the inconveniences of the day. To be with you and be present is my reality. Share this with me, we’ve made it this far. We can’t lay down and die, now. There’s too much to take in and we have so much life left.

This is our reality when things don’t come together and people are falling apart. This is our reality when all we have is this moment, together smiling while fighting each other’s battles.

We have this life. We face the stress. We’ve stared death so many times in his ugly face. We’ve laughed all night and cried all damn day just to feel something rather than “other.”

If this is our reality, I think we’re o.k.