clarity.

sometimes it just takes a night of too many tears, memories, and endless writing. 

releasing your mind to run free. accepting the things that tore you apart. not pushing them away any longer. 

letting everything crash down. and just writing until you've built it back up. 

and maybe i'm finally figuring things out.. the clouds are finally clearing away. 

it's that moment of clarity, simply realizing things the way they've always been. 

all the clutter just sorts itself out. falls back into it's place. 

the storm disappears, and your heart whispers, it's alright. it's still just me.