Cooking

Wed, 10/08/2014 - 00:29 -- trs0m

Location

It all begun as soon as I walked into that place,

Many standing beside me, I certainly was not just another lonely face.

I turned and looked around, noticing my heart beating out of my chest,

I had just faced a feeling that seemed to kick out all the rest.

It had hit me that this is exactly where I belong,

It just all felt so right even if it could be wrong.

I realized just what my passion was,

I knew that what I was getting myself into wasn't "just because."

Cooking became something so precious to me that I didn't know what to do,

It seemed it was my true happiness and the only thing I actually knew.

It sparks a feeling in me like no other.

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