Yellow rainbows everywhere
Sparkles of light shine through a life of waiting. What is life, other than waiting for itself? One knows. Renovating. The path to immortality. A way to redeem oneself from the burden of life, in an ironic cycle. What we all expect from life is just that, however we struggle to understand and live it to the fullest. We expect it. And we fail to see it's everywhere, constantly shouting at us how it doesn't need us. I thought I'd found you today. But my anxiety's preventing me to see you outside. I know you're there. I can feel you. Somewhere. Maybe in that gentle smile that knew exactly what was to come? I've met you before. I might not ever meet you again. Flawed. More than my body wants to admit. Keep it together.