You are like a fog; I can’t see where I’m going, nor is there any beacon of light to guide me towards you. I am frightened of the uncertainty you make me feel, but at the same time, I am excited. The mist that shrouds your appearance, hiding both good tidings and bad, instills fear in me but tempts me all the while.

When will the light of truth reveal what I so long to see?

Posted on February 5th at 8:32 PM
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