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Writer's pictureBark.

I promise...

I promise.


I cannot promise you the rest of my days because they are not yet mine to give away.

But I can promise you now. This moment I give to you. I promise to be present with you. To hold space for you in ways you have never known before. I promise to see you, to hear you, to touch your very soul, to feel every breath you take as was it my own, because in this moment it is.


I promise to bear witness to your pain, your sorrow, your rawness—and to honor every part of your shaking warrior heart as I do. I promise to marvel in the magical sound of your laughter and the pure sparkling light in your eyes. I promise to gently kiss every scar your body and soul carries both from this journey and the ones that came before. I promise that today, right here, right now you are my world.


You see, my beautiful one, I know that this is not the first time we have been here—and it will not be the last time either. So even though I cannot promise you the rest of my days; I promise you this—there will always be another moment, another life, another galaxy… So look for me and you shall find me somewhere among the stars.


Now, and always.


~Bark.

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