and when I was running, I felt as I was running for you and you. I kept thinking... push harder.
I will never forget the first time my eyes laid upon you, you were dark, and I could barely see you.
I will never forget the second time I SAW YOU, you were a little lighter
and the third time, there was a glow.
I will never forget the glow as you stood like a glass figurine blending in beautifully with the rest of the scene, in front of the news stand as if waiting for me.
I will never forget, you stooped over looking through your backpack for your latest finds and at that moment I wanted to be you.
I will never forget the first time I saw art as a portal to my soul. It shook me and changed me.
I will never forget the day you finally knocked on my door and showed me your soul.
I will never forget the first time I saw you, always a concerned look in your eye as a witch should always have. I will never forget the food that you brought me, it has since nourished me.
I will never forget the first time I saw you, eyes open wide, for your first look at this world...and then you screamed. I welcomed you, bowed down to you, knowing the place you had just come from.
