I walked through the door and I was alive.
You bet I was scared, I was scared again and again and every time I went further, never refusing to touch, see, hear, smell, taste and dance for life, never refusing to push the limits they imposed. All of them, even you.
We all exist in fear. Magnificent fear. It hides itself in love but weaken in actions, melt in purpose or bow to passion. Then I live, we live and even time bends. Distance are warped, corrupted. You are so far that I feel you close.
I have lost but also gained so much in this space, in this time.
The door is only large enough for one but I will be waiting with open arms and open mind on the other side.