Ideas come and go in my head like a swirl of cold wind. Nothing ever stays and nothing ever goes unchanged; I'm a blurring commotion of thoughts; I float through beautiful cities and forget about them the next day. Nothing has ever stayed the same for me.
So why, oh why, are you still on my mind?
*~j.c~*
(it's been a while. i was super busy and swamped with exam stuff, but i'm back! i don't know why, writing this makes me feel strangely... myself? anyway, hope your day is as lovely as you ❤️)
YOU ARE READING
Dear World
Poetry"dear world, can you hear me?" [a collection of poems, thoughts, and quotes that tend to occupy my brain] Hopefully this collection makes you feel happy, or more okay, or even makes you realize that existing is not so bad after all.
