„You barely saw me. For a second, I recognized you in the mirror. The love we once had. And I realized, how much I missed you.

It was not enough for the two of us to stay, to explore. To rediscover ourselves.

I missed you, so I missed you again.

Yet, under this bare realization, I find myself still trusting.

Where do I take this trust from?

Must be the memory of possibility.

It shines through all layers and even if you don‘t know me at first, you will.

You will see me. In all forms.

I don’t need you to know my name.

I just need you to feel home again.

So I can feel home too, so we all do.

I am a splash of colour, a season of light, a breeze of fine air and the cooling energy of the clearest lake.

Or sea.

Or ocean.

Or all of the above.

I missed you so.

I‘m on my way. Never left.

Won‘t miss again.

I promise.
„

~

Laura Saya Weider