Soul,

I have always found solace in writing to you. I remember I want, I can, I will. Our lives are more intertwined than I’ve previously believed them to be. I have seen your visions and know they are promises to me. There is so much depth for me, isn’t there? Because I can only feel the vastness of the universe, not see it. You can see what I can only feel. You can see my possibilities as a woman, whereas I can only feel them. A home to care for, pages to build a world, and to hear my child take her first breath. It is all I could ever want, know I can have, and will it to be true. By closing my eyes, my darkness illuminates possibilities. But what are these realities if not you? Therefore, wouldn’t my dream for the year be to become bonded to you peacefully and eternally? To caress my mind and become submissive to all of you? I wish to be vulnerable so your words can heal and create. By becoming you it would mean I lack nothing in every moment. To know my dreams are never apart from me but, a breath away from my infinite darkness.

P.s my heart no longer wishes to clench itself in order to survive, it hopes to live.