Your Safe Place

I guess I found my safe place. It wasn’t a physical place or a destination or somewhere that I could go to if I was upset but a person. A person who meant the world to me, I think more than words can describe. Do you remember when you were younger and you always had that doll or that blanket that you always needed with you because you just felt comfort when it was there? That’s exactly what it feels like – to find comfort in a person is the most precious thing ever, especially when you least expect it. This person is the one person that understands you better than you understand yourself. The person that sometimes even uses their own broken pieces to try and fix you again. The one person that has the ability to make you laugh when you feel like crying. The person who you can rant to at 3am, the person who you can cry down the phone to and the person who can hug you so tight that all of your broken pieces stick back together. And no, this doesn’t necessarily mean your boyfriend/girlfriend. I’m talking about the person that has the biggest positive impact on you and the way you view things because I guess we’re constantly overridden with negativity that we forget to recognise that there are little sparks of hope waiting for us.


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