Fear of love and further obsessed, I walk back to the time of choice. A time of personal power, a time of will, a time of ?seeing?. Too long have I neglected personal thought, too long have I forgotten what it means to consider. The stars shined bright last, and the air was cool. I found a place in my heart, too long unexposed. Regretted, forgotten, overlooked, or careless? It?s nice to surprise yourself now and then. I am reminded how to be human, how to dream. Dream of the good, while living in the now. I know no wrong in my actions, I feel alive; as if I was born, killed or scarred. You might be alive, you might have lived, you might remember. We feel all of this, only now comes the deeper meaning to me. A Meaning of Life. A Meaning to Be Alive.