I keep on waiting till blossoming trees start snowing
In the Spring, when all I want to wear is the sun and
all I want to taste is an aerial blue
And you
A someone you
To roll around in nature’s meadowy beds with
To build moutains and swallow oceans
I keep on waiting till I can love myself and hear myself crying something other than sadness
Crying something happy
Something satisfied
I’m going to learn how to breathe again and what it means to not be terrified
every moment of pitch black days
I want you to watch me
Swallow oceans
Build mountains
Taste skies
Wear stars
Remember my tears don’t always leave scars
And I can hear birds sing behind the veil of traffic and cars
And I can exist
And breathe