Think of someone who makes you feel light with hope. Maybe not hope for the future, or hope that things will get better, or hope that you’ll find your way, or hope that things will be okay, or any specific sort of hope at all. Maybe just hope that there’s something worth hoping for.
Think of someone whose existence relaxes the furrows in your brow. Someone who smooths the wrinkles in your consciousness. Someone who turns the waves in your mind into ripples into placidity. Someone who calms your heart from a chaotic rhythm to a steady beat. Someone who slows your breathing, twitches your lips, softens your eyes.
Think of someone who eases your tension, soothes your anxiety, provides for you a shelter from your self-made storms.
Think of someone who makes you fly.
You should tell them.
I should tell them.