u cant trust people who step on flowers
There’s hell in hello, good in goodbye, lie in believe, over in lover, end in friend, ex in next , & if in life.
Today is slow. The grey clouds
just keep coming your way and the
darkness is serenading your heart
out of your chest, I know. Today
is slow, but tomorrow, will be
another day. Tomorrow, the sun
will dance for you on the earth’s
horizon and the wind will carry
you, so your feet float free and
fast. Tomorrow, the sky will be
clear and the grass will bow at your
rhythm to life’s peculiar music and
beat. Tomorrow, the road will lift itself
up to meet you halfway, the flowers will
blossom and bloom and send you off
with grace. Tomorrow, will be different my
dear, and if it is not, the next day will.
The sun may not shine each day, but for
you my dear, it will shine,
if not now, soon. The sun will
shine for you.
Soon.
Akosua Atuah, Green (via wnq-writers)
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