The Soulmate Connection

From tears, to smiles, to laughter.

You cut hair to shed yourself of all the weight you burden

Now 20 Ibs lighter and 50 flights higher

You despise all you were destined to be

You despise the labels and projections they tattooed on to you 

Sensitive eyes, sealed lips, secrets you posses 

draw people in closer 

But the door remains shut

your heart is locked inside

so your default is pride.

Still, the connection remains close

We talk until nightfall

We chuckle and boast

all about times we valued the most.