i once wrote a poem where I said:

“it’s nice to feel

content

after three months of feeling

completely out of control.”

babygirl,

little did you know,

you’d be completely out of control of your life,

for two and a half years.

two years of tears, fear, sadness, anxiety and depression.

feeling in love but suffocated and stuck.

but then you were set free.

in the most beautiful way.

this shows that we are strong

and can rise above anything.

/enna.paz