When everything is nothing you’re my everything

A special thanks to my “secret lover”

When everything is nothing you always show up.

You don’t expect anything in return, not a head shake in acceptance or a flirtatious yes to make your ego grow.

You're the beat that takes my pain away, the chord that carries my today and the rhythm that urges me to stay.

You're the sweetness on my lips, the real foreplay, the climax that never ends.

You’re the voice of reason in a place that sometimes has none.

You’re the escape when there is no way out.

You’re my night time call out when flesh will not do.

You’re the wake-up that sets my day.

The never ending chocolate that doesn’t need working off.

You're the muse that is always available, never fading like the broken promises I made. Over and over and over again.

You offer advice to the questions no other can answer. No other SEEMS TO WANT TO ANSWER.

You have the ability to tap into my deepest core in a moments notice, smashing the walls I built with a single note.

You make me push myself to my greatest limits when all I want to do is crumble in a ball screaming “ I can’t do this anymore!!!!!”.

You were there in my darkest AND greatest hours, never needing a single thanks, never pressuring me to be my best and never silencing me when I speak.

You're the verse that carried me, the chorus that played in my ears on repeat until I broke my barriers and picked up all the dreams I thought I forgot.

Universal language. Exponential peace.Therapy sessions.

Release!

Today, I thank you.

When everything is nothing you always show up.

Music.

My sweet music.