So maybe it
wasn't as easy as Emily
thought it would be.
Because she soon realized
how very different
it was looking at a painting
that was already finished
and simply making its clone,
and having to make one all by herself.
Out of instinct.
Out of inspiration.
Out of desperation.
One that would be original and her very own.
Emily couldn't help
admiring the
thoughtful artists
who
created such impeccable art
that bought goosebumps to her hands.
And that was when she looked out her window.
She was bound to look,
for the nature
was such a thoughtful
painter herself.
The sky was art in itself.
The sight was just that beautiful,
distracting her
from the other tedious thoughts.
A flawless distraction.
That's what it was.
The night was young.
The brilliantly effervescent
sky.
The moon just reaching out.
The stars all guarded up
like a stellar parade.
And Emily felt something inside of her.
You are better than this, Emily. You can do this.
And just as though
a supernova had exploded
within her body,
Emily
realized the one thing she
had been blind to all her
life.
There were galaxies inside of this seemingly mundane girl.
°⊙°
It feels so good to be writing this after so long. *sighs*
How're you wonderful people doing on this lovely day? Hope you're having or had a wonderful time!
Much love,
toreachthesky
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The Galaxies Within
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