In 2019,
I want more.
Want more sunrises
More rolling out of bed with a purpose
More afternoons curled in a love seat
I want a garden
inside me and in my backyard
More friends
More nuzzles from dogs
More oceans
More allowance to make mistakes
After all, you were brave enough to try.
More stillness
More belly laughs
More love letters
More sway in my hips
Cool breeze on my lips
More looking in the mirror to see my smile
not the width of my thighs
More finding shapes in the clouds
More moments that leave me breathless
More life
All the painfully messy beautifully chaotic morsels
dripping from my chin
In 2019,
I want more.