cadence

sometimes,,

sometimes, life sucks the air out of you.

maybe it hit you like a sucker-punch.

maybe it took a long, deep breath, using air from your lungs as their own.

maybe, just maybe, you're doubled over, gasping, tears trickling down your cheeks, while life chuckles and gives you smirks from above.

at times like this, it's time to stand.

it's time to stand,

to take a deep, deep breath,

and tell them,

you

are

better.

you need to take this deep, deep breath and manufacture words from the material that is air, defend your position with atoms

upon atoms

of love.

atoms

upon atoms

of worth, beauty, confidence.

you need to tell them this.

you need to look them in the eyes and say,

i

am

better.

-olive ☆〜（ゝ。∂）