4:33 pm
it's fragile,
loving
and exciting.
but the problem is,
it can be taken away in an instant.
it's the feeling of hearing the ice cream truck song from down the street as a child, and running outside to get it. it's the adrenaline of walking in line to go on a roller coaster. it's the excitement of seeing your crush at school. it's the fluttering and loving feeling of cuddling next to your partner.
it's called happiness.
something i wish i had,
or at least that i could grasp,
which sometimes i do.
but it's only temporary and sometimes, that grasp slips and i fall into the deep abyss of pain and sadness, having to climb my way back up before falling again.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Şiir[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
