Today I went to meet my younger self, just to reminiscence the innocence and the shiny stars. They once held the dreams of climbing the moon and to hold the galaxies. Now its lost on the way, locked into the unknown. Our eyes meet with a gentle gaze of lost dreams. She understood the unsaid words and smiled. I couldn’t look at her, the regret seeps in felt like I let her down. My throat constricted and my eyes prickled with tears. She is me yet so different. How did I mold into another being with no galaxies to hold ? I couldn’t answer. I don’t know if I ever could. She caught me before I drowned into the abyss. We held hands and watched the waves greet us to serendipity. She is beautiful which I couldn’t acknowledge all the lifetime I spent just to drown in my insecurities. I do now. She is divine. She finally asked ‘Is life beautiful? 'I shook my head acknowledging a yes. It is beautiful. It is now. I found myself all over again.
