It's the excitement of it all
The unknown
The touch
The eyes.
In a new city
In a new country
I bask in the possibility of it all.
To love and be loved.
To wander and explore.
To be the version of me
I always dreamed of.
I write it all on a postcard
To look back at when I am old
And to smile and think
I did it
I lived
I loved.
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The Heart Doctor
PoezjaTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
