As Beautiful

It’s beautiful how even in the darkest of times, when everything may seem dead or nonexistent or invisible, there’s always some sort of light that appears and brightens up your whole world for you. All you couldn’t see before is now right before your eyes and you can’t help but look at it and wonder why you were ever sad in the first place, why you weren’t feeling this happiness like you are now. I think he’s kind of like my light. I lose hope and faith in a lot of things a lot of the time. I doubt my friendships, my family, I doubt every single aspect of myself, and just when I’m about to give up, he comes along and shows me a new path I hadn’t seen before, a path that had been hiding behind all the regrets, losses, and unforgettables, and once he shows me that path, I walk, and he follows, tightly holding my hand along the way, protecting me from roses who betray, and rivers who lie, and trees who just enjoy bringing me down. Though, I do get lost every now and then, and that’s when he sets out to find me through all the forest to revive my spirit once more. So, I see the light again, shining as brighter as ever above me, making me wish I could be as bright and as beautiful as he is.