Don't you feel it?
The ache in your bones,
The butterflies in your stomach?
The magic in your fingertips,
The wisdom in your tongue?
Or is it all just me...
Don't you have this urge...
To run.
To get far far away from this life
And meet people who matter,
To travel the world,
To write truths and ideas into existence,
To fall in love,
To get your heartbroken
But mend it with self love.
Do you not want to be set free?
YOU ARE READING
magic darling ^poetry^
Poetry** 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗 ** ~𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓌𝒶�...
