Love breaks your heart so it can be knit into something better.
If life is a test, then what are the right answers?
I keep imprisoning myself. How can I get free?
What if instead of living from fear, we tried learning from it?
I finally knew where I was going, so why was the road so dark?
I desperately wanted to be rescued, but I had to fall before I could see that my rescuer had been with me the whole time.
Instead of fighting our fear, what if we gave it a useful purpose instead?
We all know how it ends, so who do we want to be when we get there?
Movement might be proof of life, but stillness helps us come to life.