The Cat's Out of the Bag

LIFE IS SO PRECIOUS.  I NEVER NOTICED BEFORE JUST HOW MUCH SOMEONE COULD MEAN TO ME.  I WOULD ALWAYS DREAM ABOUT IT, BUT I NEVER COULD IMAGINE OR WONDER OF SUCH AN AMAZING PERSON.  SOMEONE SO INCREDIBLY CLOSE TO YOU.  SOMEONE THAT YOU WANT TO DREAM OF THE FUTURE WITH.  JUMPING ON TRAMPOLINES, GOING TO THE ZOO, PAINTING PICTURES OF ANYTHING THEY DREAM OF.  MY LIFE CHANGED AND THIS PERSON WILL FOREVER BE IN MY HEART.  I CAN'T WAIT TO STARE INTO THOSE GORGEOUS EYES, WHATEVER COLOR THEY MAY BE.  I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THEIR EXPRESSION CHANGE AS I PLAY THAT LULLABYE ON MY GUITAR I WROTE FOR THEM.  MY DREAM IS FINALLY COMING TRUE AND I CANNOT WAIT TO HOLD THIS PERSON IN MY ARMS.  I AM SO IN LOVE...

 

Safe and (Sound)

When she can't sleep, she can't dream.  Without a dream, what does life even mean?  Silence.  Just be quiet for a minute.  No, for a whole day.  She once was told when she was younger to use her inside voice.  Take that to heart.  She challenged herself to stay silent for a whole day.  As the years passed, the silence became sadness and that was all she knew from then on.  Friends?  Forget it.  Lovers?  Not a chance.  Family?  Criticism.  She pondered what it would be like to actually feel love.  Not "twue wuv".  Just, love.  There WAS a dream.  There was faith and wakefulness.  He turned to her and put her hand upon his face.  His eyes were so vivid and she felt within her body a comfort.  It's okay to use your voice.  You were blessed with a lovely one.  Confidence overflowed her and she sat up, closed her eyes, and spoke in song.  The silence was broken.  She hid away from the world for so long.  The beautiful notes and passion were much too overwhelming for the time.  More years pass and she is still silent until her dreams meander throughout that colorful mind and give her acceptance.  There will forevermore be the quiet humming of the world around her as she just...observes.  The confidence is there, but not the bravery.  Silence.