when darkness invites light

without the fog
deceitfully drawing me in
I saw clearer than ever.

without the fog
in the midst of and in spite of myself
I accepted continuity.

without the fog
I, admitting imperfection,
let you see me for the first time.

without the fog
we stood as equals
surfacing from the depths.

without the fog
we had both succumbed to
there was little holding us back. 

without the fog
we learned how to love
with hearts once considered incapable.

without the fog
we audaciously embraced
blooming from within.

without the fog
we affirmed value in distance
and journeyed apart.

without the fog
we would not have become
who we are today.

without the fog
our deep shared knowing
would never have been.

so I thank the fog
for showing me you
and for letting you see me.

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