It has been a while,
Yet, once again i feel like i am standing on a cliff,
The end of the road, yet it feels like a beginning,
I look back and all i see is fragments of a life well spent,
I look ahead and see clarity and peace,
Somehow, i see adventures in the clouds,
Decisions are always easy to make for me,
Yet, today i freeze,
I freeze at the idea of the woman i used to be,
I look at the woman i am,
Then i see a woman i could be,
Yet somehow i have always felt like the woman i should be,
The woman i am regardless,
Of who and what i choose to be,
I am her tall and proud,
Happy or sad,
I am all she has got and i am glad i finally found her.
I am intoxicated at the idea of the journeys we are going to embark on,
The journey of life.
I am so glad i met her and it’s been a privilege going through the storm to find her.
I am art, well crafted,
Molded and well-formed,
Detailed and filled with depth and color,
I am beautiful and I am you.