I was lost
I was found
But I was love
And I was not
I was light
And I was dark
I died several times
Was born again often too
I was there for everyone
until my essence faded into them
And I was empty
But, I was love.
Now I am here looking at my reflection in the mirror
And I wonder, will you love me when I am myself?
Is my home in my heart and in my eyes?
Is my soul free or am I forever hunted by the past?
I breathe the salt of my tears and write invisible lovesongs to my future self.
I am lost, but I am love. I am heaven and I am earth. I am dreaming and I am awake. I am all and I am nothing. Moments in me.