How do I Get to the Place Where We...
...play make believe.
Where we say no, and pretend we are heard, respected, valued.
A kind of haven, sanctuary, womb.
Where one hears yes, and accepts it as a wholehearted truth; empathy, love ...
Where try as you might, you can't help but see clear skies, even when they're peppered--black and blue.
Can you help me...?
Well ... Maybe one day.
Maybe one day soon.
Note to self: Remember to hope. ~Aimi