I am the dust that rests upon your favorite novel. I am the ink that penetrates into the notebook pages as you would ventilate, leaving secrets upon my canvas. Your words of pain, joy, indifference, love, frustrations and such has permanently carved itself onto my skin and I wear my flesh like the latest trend. Share with me your darkest desires and your brightest dreams. I am the tears that fall from the corners of your almond shaped eyes as you weep at the loss of your friend. Tears are always warm, but once it’s gone, it leaves you cold. I am the smile that is effortlessly put in place during your proudest moments. I am your favorite pair of shoes, taking you to places that not many people know about on the nights you don’t know yourself. I am the light that caresses your skin and the darkness that invites you in. I am the flakes of snow that sprinkles in the sky and dresses your anatomy with specks of innocence. I am the bristles that runs through your luscious hair every morning after you shower. I am the coat that shields you from the bitter winter. I am the blanket the wraps around your beautiful soul during the night and greets you with a smile every morning. I am the wind that kisses your face and I am the rain that washes away your fears.

I am everywhere that you never pay attention to and I hide with the hopes that one day, you will find me.