purple 💜

you are the reason the angels sing their chorus.

the sheer role-model of optimism for on earth.

you are the calming of the voices, the ones that make me hurt.

i have self awareness now and have thought on my worth.

but, stuck with an overwhelming urge that knowing how someone could love me, was still a lesson i had yet to learn.

see, when what i thought was love had shown itself, it left a lingering burn.

with my family and friends, all stuck pleading with me, out of nothing more than concern.

and although i didn’t listen, i grew more and more alert.

until you were around me, in my black pants and white shirt, walking with a hallowed out nothingness, alone at the concert.

i was shy as could be, used to being on my own – so it was so as such, i was stuck on being an introvert.

but you walked in with your grace, sitting on that belligerent bench, with nothing but your smile and honest search of words.

and i thought to myself, what a wonderful time to be here cheering for you, amongst the same earth.

a mutual stranger, but a beauty, nonetheless, you weathered through my wording and my thoughts, sticking around to help process. such an honest bonding and pairing to my heart, on my own, at the concert, was all the beginning of a new start.

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Alexis Penhorwood | Building Blocks | 06/08/2022