There it was.
The world in front of us.
The fresh air
teasing at our lungs.
The gasping for breath.
And laughing.
And running.
There it was.
The future in front of us.
There we were.
The fire behind us.
The smell of baking
wafting toward us.
The being together.
And comfort.
And home.
There we were.
The comfort behind us.
Here we are.
The red happiness
steadily burning
behind us.
And the blue happiness
ready
when we go searching.
Here we are.
In purple happiness.
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A World Of Broken Thoughts
PoetryA churning sea of lost ideas gathered into a collection of poems and thoughts. Disclaimer: does contain sensitive topics > Photography by Chloe Collins > Golden Rose Award in the Honeybee Awards 2020 - 13/05/2020 > Featured on @WattpadAnthologies >...
