If you ask me about my dream life when I was a little girl,⁣
I’d probably tell you that it’s moving out of the city to live by the sea. ⁣
⁣
To wake up to glassy morning surf.⁣
While my lover, still in bed, I’ll prepare our coffee.⁣
My lover who sees my genius and my crazy,⁣
Yet still chooses to dance silly with me.⁣
⁣
I’d tell you it’s the aimless drives we do to chase the sunset somewhere new⁣
So we could talk about ideas or sing sad songs to the rising moon.⁣
⁣
The younger me would probably tell you about my obsession with love⁣
And how I thought I could never grasp the idea of the word⁣
⁣
They told me I was loved⁣
But I watched love fade⁣
I watched love hurt and break⁣
I watched love hate⁣
⁣
“𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥,⁣
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘦.⁣
𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳,⁣
𝘐’𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳.”⁣
⁣
I’ve lived a lifetime in the love we once had⁣.
The end was when my understanding of the word grew bigger.⁣