I'm falling in love
With the idea of happiness
And it finally loves me back.
YOU ARE READING
Goodbye, Pastel
PoetryI wonder is you can feel it too- The discrete pockets of sunlight Slipping through on dreary days; It warms my skin and fuels my smile. I'll keep the garden, After all. {Sequel to Fake Flowers}
Thankful
I'm falling in love
With the idea of happiness
And it finally loves me back.
