Never in my wildest dreams would I imagine how quickly hurt breeds happiness.
All in one confession everything was flipped around.
It may not be easily understood by any but makes perfect sense to me.
I was selfish and wanted everything with only having given half of my own.
I know it sounds crazy but I knew full well what lost felt like
I've been lost before, moving with no direction and nowhere to go.
I hit the same stumbling block again,
But for some reason this time I chose not to go down the same road.
This time I chose to drive on a course that meant vulnerability
An ultimate sacrifice of myself that could leave me lonely and criticized
Ostracized, judged, broken and undefended.
I chose to take the road that meant being naked
Feeling completely placed on the spot
I took the road of humility, admitting to my weakness, challenges and wrongs.
No longer masking the lies I swore never to confess.
The response to my road was a challenging one yet yielded my happiness.
It yielded the one answer I had been waiting for, for so long
It yielded the commitmenet and question I knew would inevitably lead to our bliss.
Like I said not fully comprehendable by the crowd but our us, our we, didn't mind the skepticism, because our us, our we knew better than to confide only what we knew to be true, our love.
Yes our us, and our we have been tattered and bruised.
However, our resiliency came through and proved to powerful to the failing pasts of our own past.
We became our us.
Today I am apart of our we, and I've been permanently smiling ever since.
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