softness
I want life to be softer. I know that i am built for the kind of goodness that my body can barely hold. My soul has been shattered a hundred times over, and just like the shards of a broken mirror its fragments now show me the universe from a thousand different angles. The reflections are smaller than the mirror was before it broke, but each of them holds a complete picture all by itself. They are spread around every step i take. Sometimes i get cut when i pick one up. Looking at the rainbow colours that a sunset paints in the sky gives me goosebumps. Sometimes i am in love with life regardless of circumstance, and the depth of how happy i am makes me cry. And laugh. When it snows, i cannot make a snowball without wanting to make three and juggle. When i fall for someone, it is because i see the universe in their eyes; not the other way around. I know that i am built for the kind of goodness that my body can barely hold but it does not want to hold it right now life has ...