Tell me a story.

Limitless.

Like the starry sky that touches the horizon. That engulfs me whole, takes me to the ends of the earth and pushes me over the edge.

Let me freefall into your words, with nothing to hold on to, and nothing to hold back. Tell me what your soul whispers in the dark. Those stories you told no one before. Give me everything. The pain, the tears, the fear, the hope, the joy, and everything in between. I will see you for what you are.

No.

Not that person who smiles through it all. But the real you, with all the scars, the wounds, and your beautiful messy mind.

You are perfect.

A painting in the making. A song of the morning. Colors, love, misery. Everything and nothing. You stand alone, between the shadow and the silence.