A simple kind of blue,
Collected, released, dispersed.
Allowed to exist in many states, and not end.
Blue feels hopeful. Blue feels… simply eternal.
Even when things around are complicatedly finite.
A simple kind of blue,
Collected, released, dispersed.
Allowed to exist in many states, and not end.
Blue feels hopeful. Blue feels… simply eternal.
Even when things around are complicatedly finite.
Eruff Said ;-)
All the flowers
Would have very extra-special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own..
-Kathryn Beaumont
I didn’t understand, and because of that I couldn’t see you.
All I knew was the current of fear, a choice to be swept up in this lack of rationality.
Missing the complexity, my large body terrified of your small one,
your entire existence gone in one decisive moment.
How powerful I was. How afraid.