you built a tunnel directly from your eyes to your heart

You protect yourself with violent empathy

Your sword is forged from shameless tears

Your shield a mirror

You show just how courageous it is to be true to yourself

It was a time in my life. I'm older now. I've lived and learned. I'm still processing the past and that's okay.

Leaves rustling, intertwined in their colourful dance

The trees are creaking and moaning under the force of the elements

The soft thunking of my mug hitting the table

Across the continents of your mind

See all the main attractions and the secret hideouts

Get to know all the different lands

The high mountains and deep seas

Where the thoughts fly high and the memories hide

I long to feel the warmth of your home

I want to get lost in you

Don't worry, I'll stay on the designated path

I'm merely a tourist