The Price You Pay

The price you pay,

For dancing like the wind flows through your veins.

The price you pay,

for being so happy,

you could burst.

The price you pay,

For loving to the edge of what your heart allows.

The tears you shed,

When things get too much.

The words that do not come to your tongue.

The emotions that overwhelm you so much,

that you could burst.

The price you pay,

For loving too much,

For hoping too much,

And loving to be happy too much.

When you crave the brightest light,

You also find the darkest night.

When you fill your heart with love and joy,

You also get drenched in pain and sorrow.

So it goes.

I cry too much.

I laugh too much.

"Too much" is exactly who I am.

Sometimes,

I doubt that's who I want to be.

But then I remember,

The days when I was at the pinnacle of happiness;

The days when the rhythm was perfect;

And the messy dancing - free and flawless.

The days when love surrounds you to the edge,

And your heart wonders -

how is it possible to hold so much happiness?

It is worth it after all,

To live a life that is so alive.

To truly feel every part,

of what it means,

to be present, on this planet.

To laugh like you are dancing through the clouds,

To cry like you can never stop.

It is the price you pay.

I will pay it.

It is the only thing I ever did,

The only thing I can ever do -

the only thing I ever want to do.

Would you do the same?