Analysis of Horizons

I’m drinking the ice-cold waters of external validation to cool this smoldering fear of rejection long enough to take a risk. You’re the mountains on my horizon that make this landscape beautiful. My aspirations are as high as your highest peaks, growing as you do. Love fills the rivers that flow through me, and you’re directly downstream. I’m eroding the walls of self-doubt and finally allowing myself to live freely. Free as a bird in the wind but still want to fly next to you.