Present to You

In a world where the brightest lights of our universe seek to fill our night sky, we fear being truly seen. The fear that our ceasing of shrinkage will dissolve the life we’ve built. A curation of delusion so viscerally felt, that it no longer blurs reality. We mustn’t forget the precious life in our veins. One that is trampled, yet still remains. Where odds are bleak, a thumping heartbeat reminds us that we are complete. May you remember the light you look up to can only beam if it is present to witness you.