I sit under a red beach umbrella that has no business in an autumn stained playground. Leaves crumble and fall onto my exposed shoulders, but I am far too unbothered to dust it off. I lay in solitude admiring the crispy familiar coffee drenched leaves that now accumulate around me, creating a fresh odour one could only find on a day like this.
An aeroplane flies by , adding to the white background noise. I slightly glance up to the tranquil state of the cloud-free sky watching the aeroplanes structured route, as it slowly disappears my focus shifts to the sky, to the big blue sky. So clean and blue you can't help but stare, a pure and peaceful sight on a good day.
I lazily reach out to my right and wrap my fingers around my cold coca-cola flavoured slushy, now half liquid from my negligence. Sipping for a moment my eyes grow heavy and I realise it'd only be right to rest , when nature has kindly gifted me a warm blanket made from patchy sun rays and crippled flora.
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A/N
Writing this made me sleepy.
This is a bit different, but I feel like it was really very healing to write and to read so I decided to just throw it out here. Heh enjoy
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Romanticising Sadness
PoesíaSadness deserves recognition and love as much as happiness. - A compilation of original poetry/quotes. - • • • <3 • • • All content displayed is fictional and based on my own ideas and imagination, any similarities with other stories...
