You...child...you wake me up from those terrible dreams. Those whispers of yours have a way of stirring me from my dreadful slumbers.
Like the orbs, the moon..you nurture my calm when the universe to us is so chaotic and terrifying.
I've seen you out there among the clouds and stars, and if you knew...if you truly knew the way I'd see you, then perhaps that guilt and shame would bleed from you altogether then.
I don't see you the way you see you, and you don't see the way I see you. If you only knew...how free you were meant to be from the start.
