She was scared. She act brave and all but she was scared. Her eyes met mine and all I see is fear and a little bit of madness. I am familiar with that because I am too… filled with madness. She told me that everything is going to be alright. That from now on, none of us will ever have to face the world alone. I told her that I think this is why our path crossed. Here on the side of a busy street.
I do not trust other people that easy. She whispered. Well look where I am, I replied. But deep inside, when my gut twitch and my head feels her stomping heart beat I know… we can give this a fighting chance.To trust again.
To be less mad about the world, to heal our wounds.
She throw away the plastic bag that was used to wrap my tiny body before I was thrown to the gutter I rest my shivering body on her chest. I let her hug me tight and take me home
We are in this together. I told her as she laugh-cry. And I will never forget the day I rescued a human being...
The tragedy of Cecil is just one of the reason that makes me question humanity over and over again. But, ranting about it will not solve anything so I continue to do my part. Signing petitions, sound the campaign and just continue making donations that may not be big at all... but it is a step ahead from just posting a mad statement on social media. I also stumbled upon this buzzfeed article ... and it warms my heart. Maybe, there still is... Hope. My fave picture below pictures my #relationshipgoal. Yes, with you.
