I have a fire in my gut and spirit cause I care not just on an emotional level. Someone who shed similar tears and felt similar pain and fought similar battles and faced similar doubt and depression. How do I give that up and say "no, I dont think I could do it. That person deserves her more". No, I suffered so much to get to this point in my life. And I have someone who did the same to try and get back on their feet. And loves me for ME, and my spirit who was a mess when we met. I was a shell of myself. Yet we picked each other back up again. And she relit that fire in me. That passion. The happiness and enjoyment that I longed to regain. Made me feel like I'm not alone anymore. Reassured me I'm not a fool, I'm not a failure, I'm not weak, that my spine certainly hasn't given out. That I have more for this life and for myself and have something for her that she sees and wants, and wishes to give the same back. She is what stokes my fire and keeps it burning. Letting me blaze higher. She is the wind that carrie's me closer to the skies. She is the angel who took a leap of faith to grow wings with me. To come back from the fall we had plummeted into for so long. And her name is forever etched within the linings of my spirit. I am more than grateful beyond words. Beyond love that I could give or reciprocate to express that gratitude for the blessing that came into my life. THAT, is the lion that has been sleeping for so long. The pride, the strength, and the gawl to face myself. To face life, and to face her without fear. That is what she awakened
