My dear girl,
You are a castle, built into wet sand.
A beautiful structure cursed
by unfortunate circumstance.
If only you were born an hourglass instead;
Then you'd feel purpose as your sand slipped away.
But instead, your fragile foundation gets eaten day after day, with each and every passing of the ocean's hungry waves.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
My dear girl,
You are a castle, built into wet sand.
A beautiful structure cursed
by unfortunate circumstance.
If only you were born an hourglass instead;
Then you'd feel purpose as your sand slipped away.
But instead, your fragile foundation gets eaten day after day, with each and every passing of the ocean's hungry waves.
