I almost forgot
What it was like
To feel this way again
Excited for the next day
For the days beyond even that
To be able to visualize
And see it like it's right within my grasp
Not a fleeting ghost of an idea
Tangible
Almost real
The sparks through my veins
The ache of longing in my chest
A reason to wake up bright and warm
To laugh and smile
To make an attempt
Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 12:45 PM UTC
I almost forgot
What it was like
To feel this way again
Excited for the next day
For the days beyond even that
To be able to visualize
And see it like it's right within my grasp
Not a fleeting ghost of an idea
Tangible
Almost real
The sparks through my veins
The ache of longing in my chest
A reason to wake up bright and warm
To laugh and smile
To make an attempt
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