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

For an epiphany.

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