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.

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It's real,

It's here,

Tangible.

It's yours,

Swear it's true.