Our friendship can form naturally.
I've reached a declaration. A conclusion?
Although my impatience's will is strong.
And when our liking expands, it can be like a sunrise.
You can't rush the sunrise.
It happens naturally and gradually for a reason.
It's a beautiful process.
Blinding sometimes.
But when it's just right, it's enlightening.
Warm.
Inviting.
Optimistic.
Hopeful.
Sure.
Bright.
And so, I'll wait and take a seat to watch our sun rise.
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Finding Joy
PoesiaI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
