Words are not enough. How do I convey this feeling, some people that I know are like jewels tossed in the mud. Shocking color. Is this love?
People who will dance barefoot in the rain with me, crowd of baffled onlookers.
People who aren’t afraid to get messy, mentally, physically. People who let themselves regress to grade school age.
My life has been full of those who deeply impress me. So lucky.
haven’t been able to write poetry in months and I think I’ve convinced myself that it doesn’t matter.
Another Hindi song for you because it’s still that time of year.