I live my life for an audience of one.
Me.
I live my life for An Audience of One.
Him.
I live my life for an audience of one.
You, beloveds.
I live my life for an audience of one.
My family.
I live my life for an audience of one.
My global community.
I live my life for an audience of one.
My friends.
I live my life for an audience of one.
My job.
I live my life for an audience of one.
Life.
I live my life for an audience of one.
The Universe 🌌.
I do my best. I try. I live. I love. I laugh. I cry.
For applause?
No.
Not anymore.
For approval?
No.
Not anymore.
For love?
No.
Not anymore.
For validation?
No.
Not anymore.
For inspiration?
No.
Not anymore.
For friendship?
No.
Not anymore.
For, I have CHOSEN to BE:
An audience of one.
A friend.
An inspiration.
A shoulder.
An ear.
A pillow.
A lender.
A giver.
His.
Yours.
His servant/your friend,
Cassandra
Note: I choose to be all I hope to receive. If I receive not, I choose to be all I have not received. I love you. So does He.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 