by sonya Nov 23, 2014
category :
Life, society /
inspirational
It cools my skin, more than the morning air. I feel the love and I whip my hair. I swear, I smell it before it comes, it comes beating down on me and we run. We hold our hands and never let go. I guess you were right when you said "I told you so." I forgave myself in that very moment, and I hope it lasts after the sunset. I focus on not what I lost, but what I gained. All these dreams came from the rain. I feel the love and I whip my hair. I smell it before it comes... I swear. |
Beautiful, and this read more like prose to me. I like how you include the vague "you", it seems like a dear friend who is encouraging you to let go of what is hurting you, or mistakes you have made. I like the line "I hope it lasts after the sunset", kind of a more ominous feel, that after dark you will lose your faith in yourself again or the ability to forgive yourself. |