The world was small,
but the days felt big.
They stretched out before me
like big, beautiful balloons,
just waiting to be popped.
Like a child,
sometimes I let one go -
a waste of something good,
but it certainly was eerily pretty
to watch float off into the ether.
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 2:42 AM UTC
The world was small,
but the days felt big.
They stretched out before me
like big, beautiful balloons,
just waiting to be popped.
Like a child,
sometimes I let one go -
a waste of something good,
but it certainly was eerily pretty
to watch float off into the ether.
