The other side

I feel like I've come thru the other side now. I don't know yet what I have lost or if I have lost anything at all. Some thing were meant to be spoken. I have to speak. I'm afraid of the pain of growing, of loving, but it won't stop me from doing both. I know where I want to be, I don't know if my waivering was fear or just self preservation. I don't want to live in a state of panic, so I spoke. I asked for what I needed not what I wanted. It's about heaven and earth for me. It's not about someone actually moving them, it's more about the true love and effort in trying. When you ask some one to open themselves completely, to give words life, to speak fears, love and pain you bind your souls together. That is what I need.