HAPPINESS

Have I looked long enough to find my blue unicorn? Mi unicornio azul? Was it even lost to begin with? I know I have found it. But if so, why am I afraid? Afraid that this too might run away. Afraid of parting. Afraid of the being used to. Afraid of the fading. Why? Why must I only be good on the exposition? Am I? I am putting all of my positivity to turn this into reality. A fusion of the heart and the mind. Everything is making sense now. It's all a matter of keeping your eyes steady, your mind focused, and your heart, your heart in the game. Je t'aime tant. Je t'aime tant.