you are branches of a better tree,
a road beyond recognition that i
search for meaning
search for pieces to the endless puzzle
i struggle to find
my own
soul
the curvature in this pavement
suggests
i may rest, i may try to start again
but i will never reach the end
because this beauty is only
sweet
when you're young
when you don't have to pretend
i might have grown past
that stage
with wilting flowers in
aging hair
i am a little girl
but i still want you to hold me
in your arms
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I used to listen to it all the time..
I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.
2 comments:
i don't understand a lot of this one
i like the last part tho ;)
As I read this I realized something. People do all these amazing things and they try so hard to accomplish things, search for "meaning," and "find themselves," but in reality all of those are just masks for the one thing they really want. To be loved. I'm glad you found that. Although it is interesting that the things people manage to do in order to try to find that completeness are the equivalent of moving a mountain.
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