Roaming around seven galleries felt like nothing when I was with you. There were so many things to be fascinated with, such as how art could be expressed through different ways, shapes, forms, sizes, styles, colors and thoughts. On that day, I felt like a little kid again. I was goofy and childish when we were there. You played around, as well. I liked that you took pictures of me and I took pictures of you too. But I liked it even more that we had the audacity and energy to finish exploring seven galleries in two hours. It was memorable, beautiful and lovely. I kept the map inside my bag. I didn't throw away our tickets after that day happened. I kept them all because I know that those things rarely happen and that it'll always serve as a memory I'll forever be fond of.
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Starlight
PoetryStarlight is a poetry book about love and loss, but it's more than that. It digs deep on the miseries, yearning and peace you're craving for. It's a poetry book for all ages, but it's more of understanding genuine connections, friendships and facing...
