I stopped at the way I marvelled the world. The small yet visible droplet on a leaf. The way my arms felt sore after raising it to the air. The tears that form in my eyes after a yawn. How my palms felt subtly wet after wiping these small tears. Life is just a collection of things. Things that may or may not matter later. It's just there, and I guess that kind of means something.
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Poetrya collection of poems /mostly inspired from Taylor Swift songs so this book is dedicated to my queen Taylor ♡ • also in the process of editing some of them but feel free to read them if you want hehe ^^
