I want you to know that I’m happy about the person I’ve become.
I’m not perfect, I’m not always smiling, but I have a fire inside that never seems to go out, a fire you put there, or rather, spent years tending to, adding layers upon layers of kindling slowly over time, blowing the embers back into flame when I couldn’t fan them to fruition myself.
It doesn’t matter where I go or how far I move away from you, you’re always there, and always have been, and now I can see that love can travel from a distance, through the shadows, through anything at all if the one sending it is sending it with everything they have, regardless of what it does to them.
I stand on your wisdom. I walk to the rhythm of your heartbeat.
My words are your words. My breaths are your breaths.
You will always be with me.