where has it gone?

Stability,

Security,

Peace,

Joy,

Light.

Given up.

For what?

For love?

Love is loyal,

and does not forsake one love for another.

Love is not selfish,

love does not ask for what it knows you cannot live without.

Love is giving,

and would never steal away from you all that matters in your life.

This is not love.

It is beautiful.

It is a hint of what love could be,

but it is not love.

So why am I here?

Why am I doing this?

Why am I following blindly in the path of the one I so despise?

I want my joy.

I want my peace.

I want my LIGHT.

I don't need the raging storms to stop.

All I need is my guiding light.

My anchor.

My fire.

Let the storms rage

and the arrows fly.

What I have cannot be taken from me.

My light may grow dim,

My strength may fail,

but I will never be left empty,

nor forsaken.