It is okay.
It is okay To have the wind blown out from your lungs To feel like you are the only one To have your heart broken to a mess To stay in that small fleeting kiss It is okay To not want to understand To not want that perfect plan To stay in the past tense To have a life, with a broken hand It is okay To show someone that you also care To feel the love, the spirit, the fear To have a second heart, just as a reserve To fuel from fire, but never from dust It is okay To fall apart, now and then To not want to part from a lover’s den To say somethings and regret the same To be a fool, an emotional vain It is okay To feel like there is no tomorrow To embrace the dread and the broken sorrow To have a vulnerable heart filled with loss To love a person with all your cause It is okay To be who you are, in your vulnerability To want to lose, to not fight or see To say what you want to say Or be who you want to be Till you know, it is time