Yes, Yes
Death professes
no echoes left
you are free
to fly
you will leave
empty handed.
yes,
i do understand that you and i
are completely different
but honestly
sameness is boring
Yes -
This post belongs on Twitter, but it absolutely, truly, has no home on Prose, whatsoever.
Yes
When reason becomes unreasonable, let it be; let me be the only reason you need.
Yes
Yes, I haven't taken a shower today. No, it's not any of your damn business.
YES.
THAT THING THAT EXISTS IN YOUR HEART, SO BRIGHT AND SO LOUD, SWALLOWING YOU WHOLE.
Yes,
I can be feminine and not wear makeup and have underarm hair, it's called confidence.
Yes,
One day we will be able to hug so fiercley again without that awkward apprehension.
Yes,
I’m shy, but that doesn’t mean I won’t talk if you give me some time.
Yes,
I am afraid you could be a beautiful shooting star; showering me with temporary light.