abigail_and_bean

Standing in the parking lot of her apartment, I see my friend. She's looking down, sad, and having just as hard of a time as me. 

I keep my head down. I don't want to leave. But I also do. I know its time. 

Eyes closed

Deep breaths

Fresh, cool air

a slight breeze

you sit up

open your eyes

surrounded by happy people

dancing on clouds

together

of every color

every shape and size

Two girls

One popular

trendy

cool

One unnoticed

unafraid

smart

One clicks on a Instagram post

and gets a new trendy outfit

it was expensive but

she is now more popular than ever

We look upon the swaying leaves

Every day we visit

Every day we are in awe of them

Peaceful

Imagination flying in all directions 

Nighttime in a medieval courtyard or

At the edge of a cliff I stand tall. I stare up at the Wind. The Wind pushes me. I close my eyes, bracing myself upon the rock. As the Wind hits me, I squint, eyes tearing up. The Wind stops. I bend over, breathing heavily.