Write about having wings.
I hear what you can’t say, I see what you don’t show and listen to the way you use words. I see beyond your eyes and recognise the subtle expressions. I can interpret your silence and understand the tone. Feel the hurt and touch the pain … if you’ll just let me in.
Don’t give up.
As one we can fly. Soar above reality. Climb amongst the clouds and dream of the things to come. As one we can banish solitude, glide through trauma and fight the world. Separately we may well fail … but together we will be free.