Sugar Lumps.

I think today was the culmination of a multitude of things; of months of soul searching and periods of self reflection, of nights of acknowledging loss and nursing hurt, of traversing dreams and mustering strength, and of standing upright again. I think today was realisation that the remnants of what were will remain, regardless of the attempts in suppression or avoidance, bathed in this soft glow, preserved in memory, always.

I wish things were different. I wish the passion with which I loved, slumbering beneath the surface yet never diminished, could be released once more. I wish paintbrushes could colour the skies with the essence locked within, replacing the words that fear will not set free. And I wish happiness in all that is you, that someday that twinkle in your eyes, that gave me hope and filled my heart with peace, will shine again, that people will see the greatness I see in you.

Hippo.

"Come find me somewhere between my dreams
With the sun on my face."
- Norah Jones