relax, relax; exhale and breathe

The old feeling returns. Personal security, assurance, is restored. Light from reflections beam showing optimistic eyes. Hopefulness returns but so does uncertainty of what to hope for. The chill curved in directions of repetition but slight doubt changed everyones mind. Unavoidable sentences cleared the path ahead making it vivid that sanity was still avaliable, especially to those who craved it. The story behind it all will stay behind but the feeling of unfinished business still remains. Words aren't done being spoken, I can taste in it the air and more so in the words. The ending of sentences don't mean a thing, it's not the end.