My World Is Beautiful

Everyday i live is a new challenge for me. My world consists of heartaches, love lost, trust betrayed, dysfunctional family, and an emotionless living. Things that i once used to care about, don't matter to me anymore. Things that used to please me once, don't please me anymore. Everyday i curse my existence and find a new reason to take a knife to my wrists. Yet somehow i don't.

I don't because sometimes, the morbid clouds that that cover my world do lift, and for those precious moments i am alive, am animated, am laughing, want to reach out to the world again, want to touch everything, feel everything with the curiousity of a newborn. When those times occur, I want to dance like a dervish...i want to sing like a Nightingale, to shout at the top of my world, that yes! people live!! live....and Liveee!!!!....Those times are so pure, so heavenly, and mean everything to me. They are the reason for my existence, and they are the only sustenance that i need. Know when those moments occur......they occur when i'm with you..... When i'm holding you..... When i'm loving you.

My world is beautiful.....because you're in it.


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Cliche But True:
"To the world you may be just somebody, but to somebody you may just be the world."