And somewhre along the way
I think it got lost on me.
Static finger tips brush a glass pane, and we shock the new found nerves.
Reinventing our blood line.
The first to feel something
For the first time.
Ohhh my God
We made it
What a feeling
To love myself again.
(The time that went away
Has found itself back to me, built upon, resilient foundation.
I will remain, here)