Sometimes, when I close my eyes my mind takes me to the past, the better times.
Other times it takes me to the sky, where I see things I haven’t in so long, the stars, colorful clouds and so much more
Sometimes, when I close my eyes my mind takes me to the past, the better times.
Other times it takes me to the sky, where I see things I haven’t in so long, the stars, colorful clouds and so much more
Some people don’t stay
like mountains do.
They arrive like weather —
soft, sudden,
changing the air around you.
They sit beside you
on ordinary days
and somehow
make them glow.
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