We sit and watch the fire, relaxed by it's radiant warmth, and mesmerized by the flames.
"Remember, I loved you before you were glamorous."
I laugh and look over at him.
"Before I was guh-lamorous?"
His tone stays serious and sincere.
"I fell in love with you when you were more...simple. When you were just you."
I sigh, and think back to the day we met. My eyes travel back to the flames.
"I was broken."
"You weren't broken. Your spirit had won. That spirit- that was the part of you I fell completely in love with."
Heartbreak opens for even breaking is opening...My spirit takes journey, my spirit takes flight, and I am not running. I am choosing. I am broken. I am broken open. Breaking is freeing. Broken is freedom.
I am not broken; I am free.
-Dee Rees, Through the Character of Alike
The song in my heart today- I Was Here