Is it true that we are all blinded by things, just things, most of which are most probably of less importance to us, or our lives?
So, I am here thinking…
What if our world existed without light, would you still love me just by the power of my eyes?
If all that surrounded me was sheer darkness, would you still walk with me and spark my journey?
You see, I am a believer that a lot exists beyond our masks…
That I can still matter even when I am not the brightest of stars
That even after the sun goes down, my face can still speak hope to an otherwise numb and hopeless life.
I am a believer that, beyond our masks and darkest places, lives a beauty that awaits to be sparked.