| Twenty-Nine |
I'm left here
with my thoughts
and imagination.
Wondering what could have been.
Wondering who I would have been.
If I had only nurtured my love
and didn't allow anxiety
to cloud over me.
Fatigue
to silence me.
And life
to still me.
How powerful it is.
Expressing all of these emotions
in a language
that everyone could understand,
could feel,
could listen to
without barriers.
Expressing all of these emotions
without trepidation,
knowing that I would be heard
knowing that maybe
I too
could be seen.
Expressing all of these emotions
with such rawness,
such adoration,
such honesty.
I admire you for that.
For your vulnerability.
For your persistence.
For your love.
I truly do.
| What a beautiful and treacherous semester; I forgot to post over the last 3 months :( But I hope you all enjoyed! Sweet Reverie is quickly coming to a close... |
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