This chapter is dear to me,
above all, it stands alone,
separate from others,
why, why is this so important
something so small is yet so big,
something so close, yet so far
something ive wanted, but have yet to have
a friendship, yet so much more,
i held feelings I could never afford to let go, kept in words I have yet to speak and emotions that always grow, as a flower, i cycle,
life, growth, love, death...
