I woke up. I was asleep. I was asleep but I woke up. /
I will stand beside the willows bursting impossible-soft I will lean nearer the grasses sneaking up stealthy green. The sky made of watercolour is washing itself like a cat the trees slept in today and are stumbling out of bed. /
So this is the world. So this is the world rising pulsing swirling and thrown. I was asleep but I woke up I woke up I was asleep. /
To the quick to the vital to the pulse. To the surge to the rhythm to the ready.
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I remember that night,
It was my favourite night.
How strong and unbreakable I felt
I was in love with myself and I knew what I could do.
Not trying to make others feel good about who I was
I was feeling good about who I was for myself.
How I want so many more nights like those.
That night to remind ourselves
That the love for yourself is all you need
To heal from all that tries to break you.
_The goal is to feel that again. #flashfiction#mywriting ✖️