Feather..

The freedom I once felt seems so far away..
Even when barely any time has passed..
And, I can't help but feel the toll it has taken on me already..
I miss it..
I miss me..
I miss them..
Everyone there.. Everything there.. Even myself, there..
Why?..
Because.. I was remembered.. I was depended completely on..
With full one hundred percent faith..
Without question..
And, I could see it.
I was something I have never been before..
Strong..
Following the winds of freedom understanding that while I was there..
Nothing could stop me from being the me who I have always dreamed to be..
Doing everything..
Doing anything..
Being everything..
Being anything..
Letting my heart speak.
I held absolutely no hesitation in my words or actions..
I held no regrets in my words or actions..
I trusted every individual there to see who I was..
Even.. If no one could see the difference I could see it..
And, I could feel it.
I can't help but miss it.. Already.
Like a feather dancing freely in the wind..
The winds have blown me past desires home..