Walking through a field of dandelions
Clinging to my wish,
Clutched in one hand,
Wondering what on earth
I could possibly ask this field of dandelions for.
Should I ask
For my audition to go well?
Or something personal like
I hope my friends don't hate me by the end of this year?
Or should I ask
For good grades
Or maybe
For next year to
Not suck?
All the questions
Echo around my brain
As I stand among the flowers
In this field of dandelions,
Clinging to my wish.
I took a step out of team and
immediately wished
I could take a step back in
of course the timing synced.
I walked and heard you
wave to everyone
exchange talks with everyone
Leaning into you
I guess I
Couldn't resist
I was tired
It was instinct
Can I really fight instinct
When it's leading me to you?
The soft flutter of butterfly wings against
My skin
I dream in feeling
Color in my own black-and-white mindscapes with emotion
It's never meaningless
I dream in feeling
Energies
It's true that how a person makes you feel
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