Wednesday, April 7

today feels like,

a waiting game.
unfortunately, such things are not well suited for impatient girls.
i'm apprehensive.
i'm restless.
i'm quiet.
emotions collecting in my chest threaten to rupture.
an ominous reminder: we are fools. this daydream can't last.
but honey-like words calm me.
soft, sweet, charming
i am blushed cheeks, butterflies and incandescent smiles.
i can be patient.
i can laugh.
i can smile.

i can breathe.

1 comment:

  1. Love you.
    Love your blog.
    Love you and your blog.