#poetsof

“And I guess somehow in that lost cosmic, I forgot, time was never on my side.”

“Even when I hide in autumn longing, summer melancholy still seems to find me.”

“Before you were you, I had dreams, but then suddenly I knew that all my dreams would morph into one. All the books I said I’d write, all the places I said I’d see, and even all the people I said I’d be, became one. All my whims, and fears, dreams and whimsical thoughts merged into a collection of atoms, which turned into startdust, which turned into the girl growing inside of me, who’d someday be a woman or anyone else they want. These words they are my musings, but more than that, they are letters to my future daughter.

And, if my hopes could make you love me, you would.