You are simple. You do not have to know what you want, but you move forward bravely in the process of finding out who you are. The world cannot keep up. You're aren't brave, though; you're just as scared as anyone else. Horrified. It's hard, moving faster than this life, but you invoke a presence, an awe, and this is what makes you beautiful. You never compromise, and you never slow down, except when you're with me. You are my dream, and I fly in my own way whenever you fall back on me. You're safe here, always. You have nothing to prove, but together we will show the world. When we are alone, we softly introduce ourselves to each other and to ourselves.