Looking Out

This life we live, love, and lust after is simply stunning, unique, and all-absorbing.

Yet this life seems to pass by at breakneck speeds, heading for a destination we may not understand as if we are simple travellers on a torrid journey to an inevitable end, void of control. Just a passenger, flying through life, catching fleeting glimpses of its true beauty, yet remaining too frightened to eject from the well-traveled path to find our own.

Our ideas of pure happiness, of a life, lived to the fullest, are bound to look very different; we are all unique after all. Yet here we are, on the same journey, traveling at the same speed, that doesn't allow us the needed time to question and consider if the direction is right.

If I can not find the strength to jump alone, will you hold me and leap into the unknown? I know together we will be safe, land gently and continue on.

If I can help you see your journey, will you help me discover mine, even if the journey means what came before can no longer be?

Will you look out for me as I will for you. Not influencing each other's paths, yet embracing the twists and turns that are bound to arise, when together we jump from the speeding train of life. To free fall in existence, free from the expectations of life for just a few precious seconds.