and you will learn to find happiness, i promise. it may be gradual and tentative, but i promise you, eventually you will find a moment when honey gold strips of sunlight will quaver across your wall in the morning and you will feel weightless. and when you cup a mug of freshly brewed tea to your face and breathe in a sip, everything will be okay. the crisp crunch of a wavering leaf under your boot clad foot will curl your lips up at the corners. a soft cheeked toddler's infectious shriek of giggles on the train will fill your chest with fresh air for the next few hours. it may not always be easy to find, and it will rain a lot in the dark box of your mind, cobwebs will gather and dusty grey clouds threaten, but oh my darling, it will get better. hold on.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrya collection of words straight from thoughts to paper. (cover credit to @ParisLove-)
