When I think I've reached the bottom,
you show me new depths of love,
as if it's an endless well,
and your voice echoes inside.
Unintentionally, we touch each other
in a million ways; your road is yours to walk,
and I admire your actions and decisions.
There is freedom in finding ourselves,
our life is ours to live, courageous are those
who can just be and know themselves.
I was rushing for a future self,
but you taught me life is not to be rushed.
Everything is as it should be.
Surrender to the quiet,
what you feel is yours.
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