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