The Way 🇰🇪

She was happy, but in a genuinely raw way
The kind of happiness that grows from the muck
The kind that made her impossible for someone spineless
She has questions that need answers
She wants to know everything
My stories, my nightmares, my travels
So we talked, and she listened
I showed her my soul
Like she was saving me
She was terrified of the things she loved
And loved the things she should be terrified of
She was twisted, confused and not well rested
But she listened, like time didn’t matter
And for once everything stood still
Everything except her heart
That would always be wild
In a genuinely raw kind of way