Author's note: Written at work. Gosh, I'm obsessed with the ILY finale.
FREEDOM
Spill it out, climb high walls and soar over.
Tiny cracks in your rapid beating heart
Split wide open from effort and yearning.
World spins madly and you're free-falling at last.
.
Selfish pursuits never felt so liberating,
So real, so raw.
You're at its mercy (your heart) yet never so strong.
Never have to wonder or fear
For her, for yourself.
.
It's real,
It's here,
Tangible.
It's yours,
Swear it's true.
