Simplicity
My fingers run,
Over the smooth glass.
Waiting for the screen to light,
With a short little text.
But it only stays dim,
And I still wait.
I grip it tight,
The screen so chilled.
And finally it buzzes,
That sensation so sweet.
A small green bubble,
Sent from your name.
YOU ARE READING
Reflections
RandomMy words, reflections of my innermost thoughts and feelings, nothing is more personal than words telling the story in which I both fell apart and conquered some of my greatest fears and struggles in life.
