Being vulnerable and putting yourself out there is not only healthy for you, it can make a huge difference in someone else’s life – Day 22

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4 weeks ago we lay side by side,
he asked me to paint a violin,
and I said I would and I didn’t even ask why?

4 weeks later it was his birthday,
the night before I painted him a violin,
and I spent hours searching for the perfect frame.

4 minutes later i was home with the perfect one,
white and clean for the painting of the violin,
and I wrote on the back ‘feel the fear and do it anyway’.

4 this morning I woke and his arms were wrapped around me,
i felt vulnerable and I thought of the violin,
I went back to sleep thinking that I might not even give it to him.

4 minutes past 5 this morning we woke and made love,
and again i felt scared because of the violin,
its my heart and my soul in my art and its putting myself out there into a frame.

4 minutes past 6 I lay in his arms and I was so calm but still anxious,
again i kept seeing the violin,
why was it so ingrained in my mind if it was only a simple painting.

4 minutes past 7 I went to fetch it in my car,
he asked where his present was which was the painting of the violin,
and I was stalling because I was so shy.

4 minutes past 8 I was trembling with my heart in my hands covered in bubble wrap,
my soul poured into my art of the violin,
as he sat down I put in his hands.

4 layers of bubble wrap covered it,
my hands shaking because of that violin,
he was so nervous and excited to see what it was.

4 hands unwrapping,
that simple painting of the violin,
and he said ‘no you didn’t’

4 tears falling from each eye,
all because of the meaning of the violin,
it was special to me but I couldn’t understand why he was so taken.

4 layers of bubble wrap on the floor,
they covered the violin,
now his face was covered in tears.

4 kisses later I said I never asked why you asked for this specific painting,
his best friend who died promised to draw him a violin,
and it was my heart and hands and soul and his best friend through me that painted it.

4 strings on that instrument somehow connecting me and him and his best friend and his best friends wife,
so much magic in that simple painting of the violin,
no one could ever have known that it was not just a simple painting.

4 green eyes staring into each other,
our hearts in tears but smiling because of that violin,
that special moment all because he needed that violin from his best friend.

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