April 14, 2026

For her and the world, I told myself as I gazed into the sunset and tree lines and wild open fields and forests from the car's window..

For her...my inner child..tiny tori..

For the world..that I never felt enough of as feeling is endless..

I love the trees 

I love the birds 

I love the spring blossom

I love the sunsets and sunrises

I love the moons old familiar face

I love the wind

I love the clouds 

I love the rain and the thunder

I love the widen open meeting me fully

The pull into wild..the pull into the stars...the pull into the feeling of the vast open sky..

Calling me..as always..

Being the wind and the bird at once..

Wind to take me home to myself again and heal the wounds..

Is it possible still? I ask the silhouette of trees, the soft fading sky colours, the ai, the clouds hanging low, the road below..the road ahead...

Is it still possible for a girl to survive this and heal to a point of return? 

Will be myself again?

I miss you..come back.. I miss you...come back...

I know you are still here within me, on the other side of fold where you met me through everything in September last year.

The enlightenment in the deepest state of trauma..

I'm still here

I'm still here 

I'm still here...in everything...and everything still is in me ...

As it always was and will be..

Please don't leave it yet

I will try not to die 

Not yet