Rebel

Sometimes, expressing your feelings is more frightening than keeping them to yourself. But silence comes with a price of its own.

I never chase after love the way the restless world does. Instead I remain still and allow it to find its own way toward me, then claim it with a calm and unshakable certainty that needs no explanation.

Surrounded by the ones who have walked every path with me, the low light casting soft shadows across familiar faces. We partake without haste, the clink of glasses and quiet laughter rising like a steady rhythm while I savor each shared glance and every unhurried bite.