on things unseen
One day you were a lonely soul, full of tears and wondering whether you would ever find someone to love, someone to love you, in all those dark places.
One day you met that person, loved them and they did love you in those dark places.
One day, you woke up in the dream of your making, unaware of how it happened.
You were so excited when the right door was opened for you. After you were inside for a while, you forget the sorrows you had before entering. You laid down to rest in the surrounding comfort. Then, you forgot how you got in.
Remember the blind steps of faith that led to the unfolding of your dreams.
You will one day need to retrace them.