Gali

In semester one of ninth grade, I met my newest obsession. In semester two, I suffered the consequences.

How odd a phenomenon–

The Soul yearns for someone who it can’t call its own.

Isn’t that odd?

I find it odd

I’ve always found it quite…

Odd.

I can’t be the only girl 

Who thinks it’s crazy

How we live in an age

Where asking for the “I” in I love you 

Is normal? 

Because I’m the kind of girl

Childhood,

The state of being a child

Childhood,

A phase of innocence and immaturity

Childhood,

A period of pure laughter and unadulterated joy

To live is to die

To laugh is to know what it feels like to cry

To try is to fail

To have friends is to have enemies as well

The good does not stand alone

But neither does bad

There is no ying without yang

today is yesterday’s tomorrow

full of promises that linger as the sun emerges,

a warm breeze colliding against

the soft pillowy fabric of your curtains.

today is yesterday’s tomorrow