Heartbeats are the call from home.

My heart beats fasts
like the sound of a drum,
calling to my soul,
"Run. Run. Run."

Relationship status: It doesn't matter.

-"5 Reasons I got Engaged before 23"

-"20 Things to do Instead of Getting Engaged." 

-"15 Things a Husband should tell his Wife."

-"17 Reasons to Stay Single"

  Every time I open Facebook, my timeline is flooded with these links. Everyone shares their own opinion. To be single or to be in a serious relationship. To backpack across Europe or to get married. To fall in love with myself or to fall in love with a soul mate. But if I'm honest, I've kind of had enough. Being single (for what I will admit is the first time in a while), I of course relate to the posts about learning to be an independant person who follows her dreams and stands on her own and blah blah blah. However, I've seen both sides of the argument. Falling in love is fantastic. Having a partner that you can count on and being reassured that you'll never be alone? Amazing. There's absolutely nothing wrong with falling head over heels in love, even at a relatively young age. However, there is also nothing wrong with being single - discovering who you are as an individual - finding out your true likes, dislikes, dreams, and beliefs. It is an equally amazing feeling. I say stop pushing young adults into one side or the other -- the married or the wandering.

   1) Why choose? Being in love doesn't mean giving up dreams. It means having a partner to fulfill those dreams with. A relationship means compromise and maturity yes, but who says you can't continue to live. 

  2) IT DOESN'T MATTER. Single people: being in a relationship is wonderful. Or it should be anyway. It's not a disease. Love is grand. Married/relationship people: being single does not mean being a failure. It simply means that love isn't in the table at the moment. 

  

  Why do we constant push people into one or the other? Why is it such a big deal? If you're single, that's great! Live, be happy, enjoy life! If you're in a relationship, that's great, too! Again, live, be happy, enjoy life!

  Each person has a different story and each person is on a different page. Don't judge or harsh on people who aren't at the same spot in life as you are, even if you're the same age. So what if I'm single at 20? I've got plenty of time. I'm learning who I am! But you know what? Maybe I'll find the person God has made for me tomorrow and marry them within the year! That's great, too! Either way, I choose to be happy. I refuse to waste time worrying. I will live my life, and I will be happy. Maybe tomorrow I won't feel this way. Maybe tomorrow I will absolutely love being single. Maybe tomorrow I will cry because I am alone. Who knows! But today, I say status does not matter. Happy is what matters, today, tomorrow, and for life. 

breathing.

Breathing.

What a simple complexity. 

In and out.

How many breaths in a lifetime?

And what to do with those breaths?

Live.

Live as if your life depends on it,

Because it does.

Get up.

Speak out.

Use those breaths to speak words that will never be

Forgotten.

Forgotten like the color of your sweater the day you told me you loved me,

when the words were more important than the time or place.

The words you spoke that made my heart

Fly.

Flying higher than the breaths of the angels,

You and I,

learning to let go of the weight that anchors us to the ground.

Learning to fly like the birds above.

Fearless.

Fearless.

Oh how I long to be so.

Leaping, without looking,

And allowing the wind to carry my soul

Further than it’s ever gone.

But how?

Oh, Lord, show me how.

Let my faith be fearlessly

strong,

Strong.

Am I strong enough to stand alone?

Maybe, but I only wish to stand

If you’re by my side.

You, oh you.

And the way you are.

A beautiful soul with hope.

So much hope,

For yourself,

For me,

For us.

Us.

A glorious word,

Filled with promises of never being

Alone.

Alone in the mirror

With nothing staring back except eyes

Filled with dreams of finding something more.

More than my own thoughts can imagine.

More passion than expressed on this simple

Facade.

Facade, what a face.

A face which hides so much of what is underneath.

Thoughts, and beliefs, and dreams,

Oh, what dreams.

Dreams of myself and dreams of you.

Dreams of living, and of dying.

But for now, dreams of simplistic

Breathing.

Breathing.

Oh, what a simple complexity it is.

In and out

The air weaves through

Noses, mouths, lungs,

Time and space.

But what do to with those breaths?