Dear Dreamer

** a love letter

Dear dreamer,
i was the same way. a few years ago during my own YE i was asked to pick a photo that best described my life at that moment. it was a photo of one red gummy with 11 other green gummy bears. it wasnt necessarily a photo of what i wanted to be, of who i would become in a few years time. but it was a photo of how i felt unique, albeit alone. i'm happy to report that i've mentally edited this photo, to include another gummy bear next to mine. an orange one. you. 

if i were to give you a picture to describe me at the moment ill

describe one for you: clear blue skies, a green field with the grass swaying in the wind. i love the feel of an air draft underneath me, it gives me an illusion of speed, of flying. how amazing it must be to be able to soar into the skies. but i've come pretty close with you. 

last night, before the prayer meeting i followed my sister to the kiddy park near ryan's house. there was a jungle gym, monkey bars, most especially a swing. despite being dressed in corporate attire, i felt an instant attraction to the swings. i hopped on to one and kicked with all my might until i could go high up. the wind was strong beneath me and i felt so young and carefree. i imagined you were right there pushing me holding my waist. that's what it feels like in your arms. 

i love you dreamer,
yours,
the writer

ps: found a photo of a red and orange gummy bear