three years ago and here i was
writing about the future as a sky full of stars; but me,
uncertain (i still am) and my sky was
composed of shapeless clouds.
today i am here and i say -
this is but a stepping stone to a greater future for myself!
you see, what happened is
i met a boy who dared me to dream that
we are the couple that sits on the cresent moon,
holding out a fishing rope believing that
we can dance amongst the sky full of stars,
keeping ourselves grounded
not to forget where we came from.
but more often than not,
our dance slows and i am thrown into orbit
the dizzying reality that
i am as unsure as i was three years ago,
where are my stepping stones leading me?
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 4:11 AM UTC
three years ago and here i was
writing about the future as a sky full of stars; but me,
uncertain (i still am) and my sky was
composed of shapeless clouds.
today i am here and i say -
this is but a stepping stone to a greater future for myself!
you see, what happened is
i met a boy who dared me to dream that
we are the couple that sits on the cresent moon,
holding out a fishing rope believing that
we can dance amongst the sky full of stars,
keeping ourselves grounded
not to forget where we came from.
but more often than not,
our dance slows and i am thrown into orbit
the dizzying reality that
i am as unsure as i was three years ago,
where are my stepping stones leading me?
