If I was asked to describe
what seeing you feels like
I could make use of metaphors,
or bitter sweet images.
There is a light in your eyes that could guide me home
I will be happy.
I will fight for what I love and I will accept it, when things do not turn out the way I thought they would.
I will spend that money, I will stay up at night and I won’t let the pressure bring me down.
At the end of the year, I will look back and realize that I had the fucking best time of my life.
I will put my heart at risk, follow my dreams and finish my projects.