I don’t want to discuss what happened before. I just want to adjust my contrast. I aim to brighten the light that still loves me. I hope to soften the shadows that don’t.
Don’t worry about the traffic
walk slowly on my heart’s lane.
I’ll throw you kisses like paper planes,
lifting off into open sky,
leaving no departure gate behind.
I don’t want to repeat my past like a donut.
It goes round and round with the same hole in the middle.
The circling sweetness eventually turns heavy.
I’ll break that loop gently. I will keep only the sweet bite of memory. I will roll it once more in my mind. It’s just enough to taste the beautiful.
Coz I see you in those moments. You are still warm like a window in winter. You are quiet like rain on a tired roof. You feel near even when far.
The rest is history
this right here,
this heartbeat,
this breath,
this warmth
is my story.
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