I am from.

I am from chance,
surprise and passion.
I am from many little box cars.
I am from bloody noses, that covered little hands,
from ones as tall as trees.
I am from warm summer nights.
I am from campfires,
with the scent filling up your nose.
I am from sleeping under the stars,
and swimming with the fishes.

I am from animals,
with warm furry nights.
I am from barking and meowing,
to squeaks and glubs.

I am from yelling and screaming,
the 'laugh at yourself', and the 'relax'.
I am from complication and fears,
from trauma and hell.
I am from terror filled nights,
that turn into banged up mornings.
I am from a haunting past,
that will never go away.

I am from protecting passionate praise.
From Peggy and Brian.
I am from playing rough with the boys.
From photographer and pure freedom,
Nathan and Mathew.

I am from pride,
and strong difference.
I am from girls girls and more girls.
I am from late night jogs to see a love.
I am from sneaking out, and being myself.

I am from warm nights and warm days,
to harsh cold winter wonder lands.
I am from water fall jumps,
to snow jumps.
I am from May flowers,
and from October leaves.

I am from hopeless romance,
candle filled nights and good morning kisses.
I am from tackle hugs at first sight,
the I missed you so much.
I am from the never let me go,
I can't seem to live without you.
I am from the pick me ups,
the constant savior.
I am from a true love.

I am from warm nights.
A mother and a father.
A couple of brothers.
I am from camping.
I am from true love.
I am from pets.
I am from gay pride.
I am from a full family,
that's now breaking beyond repair.
I am from myself.