Favorite Sunday

 
When was the last time my heart felt free?
It was too long ago that I've forgotten how it truly feels.
When was the last time I had a decent conversation?
The feeling of not holding back because I'm too afraid of being judged.
When was it?
The last time I was truly honest with myself?
Facing pain regardless if I inflicted it or was inflicted by people i cared of.
When was the last time I chose to forgive myself?
To not be defined by my past and my sins.
All these whens and could have idle thoughts materializing.  
Somehow I am able to manage.
A night in the mountains,
And the right person  
Might have been the blend i needed.
Seconds turns to hours.
Darkness faded until daybreak.
All things thats broken within me, still are
But I am able to accept that I can fix them whole
piece by piece
If not today, somewhere tomorrow.