Euphoria

by F.S. Yousaf

The act of an apology Does not hold the power to instantly heal, But it gives enough momentum To start moving forward. The art of forgiveness

I stare at my reflection to see Who I have become. I am a sloppy mold Of past memories, Present struggles, And future worries.

I will care for you In every possible way I can, But when your negativity Starts to seep into my well being That is when I have to Let go.

I do not desire a life Where I am constructed by normality. I crave a different life, Something unlike others.

You have to promise me That this is something We will work on. We will argue, we will fight, But we must make sure That it won’t be the end of us.

I am overwhelmed by how much My thoughts toy with me. Surrounded by love and support, Yet believing That I am utterly alone.

You make me feel All the love That I have lost in my lifetime.

You would put any person over me, If it meant that you would look better For the world. This truth was a simple one, But difficult to grasp.