The two things I trust most are the things I’ve learnt not to control.
One is knowing it gets better. The other being the found half of the sphere I share, and care for.
It makes me stronger, trusting and beautifully vulnerable, growth-ready.
My mind, my mind, be trusting, be kind, be one and only within the moment, cast away the birds of prey, silence what they say, let them taste their unrequited unreasonable hate. Take them on, throw them off their intentions, grant me reason, give strength to my lovely emotions.