Stand tall

He once told me that he loved my silent confidence.
How I was always modest, and earnest.
Yet I exude this aura of confidence by just being 'me'.
I thought he was just being silly then,
Complimenting me to make me happy.
I couldn't really see what he meant.

But I have to admit though,
I have gotten so caught up in 'us'.
That I have lost myself for awhile.
Don't exactly know when, or how.
But I look back, and I realize that I haven't had it for some time.

But the past few days,
I wake up, and I see the world in a different perspective.
I feel somewhat liberated.
I feel free.
I feel like the fire in me is burning again.

I go to work feeling enthusiastic,
Like everyday is a new learning experience.
Everyday, I set myself a new challenge.
I return home feeling exhausted, but accomplished.
(Thank God It's Friday!)
I come home to my own breathing space,
Make myself a comforting bubble bath, 
and unwind with my beloved little Remy.

Not wanting to drown my sorrows with work,
I strive to strike a balance in my life.
I am reconnecting with my friends again,
I am going out for dinners and parties again,
(Yay to party tomorrow night!)
I still wanna continue doing all the things we used to do,
Snowboarding, golfing, picnic-ing,
travelling, sailing, boating and much more,
And also do the things that we've always talked about,
But never got to do,
Phiphi picking, possum feeding, hot air ballooning.

I have come to realize that it is true when they say,
Losing you, doesn't have to mean losing me. 

I finally understand what you mean by my silent confidence.
Because right now, I am loving myself for it!