you are the quiet and the loud
the self finder self hater self maker
the shine of sun on water, the drop of rain in puddles.
you’re that song we hate, song we love, that song we haven’t heard yet
the melody in everybody else’s head.
you are the words and the paper and the pen
the rhythm and the rhyme of every day.
you are the start of the race, sprinting all the way to the finish line.
the “once upon a time” and “happily ever after”.
you are infinite,
but only in your own eyes.
you see all that is beautiful.
you see yourself,
so maybe you are beautiful.
-g.m
-g.m
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