Léon

To remain true to my heart is the only truth I can live by. Surviving comes naturally. Progress follows at a slower pace. Forgiving has become an easy task, love an addiction.Growing up stagnant and suffocating, followed by years of running and searching; the gypsy-blood scorching my veins.Arriving in the wrong life, enduring invisible years; but I never stopped weaving my carpet of dreams.Once those walls were broken down, I continued floating – escaping into a world of magic – self-created, drifting through dream after dream, learning to believe that everything was possible but so little desirable and discovered the relevance of our presence in other peoples lifes.Regaining faith and meaning, better understanding and desire to transform and letting go of old desires to pave the way for new ones, walking a path of self destruction to be stripped bare, down to the layers of my self I wanted to retain – the core of my being - which the years of self mutilation hid so well.Now truly growing and breathing in the arms of someone I can be one with, myself with, where only loyalty honesty and understanding matter – where love is not just a word. The future has a companion – the path we will walk will be whatever we make it.The friends that remain and the friends made along the way the biggest and only treasure. Honesty is never restricted – sometimes vulgar – but never anything but the truth.Never too proud to see the good in others – never afraid to speak my mind. Respect is the minimum expectation. Never be unkind.