Frustration bubbles up inside you like hot lava. Nothing goes right. You curse yourself, curse yourself endlessly, you curse yourself and wish to die.
Patterns in the sky.
Twirl your fingers, twist the clouds around to your liking.
A duck. A prince kissing his princess. A mermaid fleeing. A jukebox. A choo-choo train heading nowhere. Dreams shattering, hearts breaking into a million tiny little pieces.
You danced, I danced, we danced.
Together.
This is exactly how I've been feeling lately.
ReplyDeleteHow have you been reading my mind?! O_O
I love the picture.
ReplyDeleteI see soo many patterns and things happening in clouds all the time.
I like the new look of your blog. =D
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