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Cotton candy skies make me think of you.
Anything I find beautiful or worthwhile makes me think of you.
My entire universe changes to revolve around you in such a short amount of time.
I am scared but you make it seem easy.
You make me feel weightless.
Gravity disappears for long enough when you're around to cause my heart to float out of my chest and into the palm of you hand.
And you treat it with care that I struggle to show it.
Everything you do is so remarkably beautiful.
I take pleasure in falling, but only for you.
Because you make falling feel so peaceful and safe.
So joyful that the only thing I want to do is fall.
Again and again, into your cotton candy skies.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
