What It Is.
Passion,
Life,
Daydreaming,
Mountains,
Skiing.
Memories,
Childhood,
Fun,
Snow,
Powder.
Holidays,
Free,
Vacation,
Getaway,
A Place To Hide.
I miss it.
Even if I'm still doing it.
I can't bare the thought of leaving.
I just feels so right.
I love it.
- 19th Feb 2k15
A/N: I don't know if this makes any sense, but I'm kinda sad right now, because tomorrow is the last day of skiing, which is something I LOVE and do for my whole life already. I wanted to write something about how it is the thing I love, my passion, my life, the time that feels like daydreaming and all that. I wrote down some thoughts and ended up this way. Hope you like it! Leave feedback(:
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My Own Little Collection
PoesíaThis is going to be a collection of my own written poems. There are going to be English and German ones. - first published on my Goodreads profile (https://www.goodreads.com/story/show/371962-my-own-little-collection) These are my own poems, so...
