Unsaid Out Loud

all the beautiful colours of the skies - pink, gold, blue, orange, sometimes all at once

new films and your favourite actors and actresses

new songs from your favourite artists

new seasons of your favourite tv shows

new video games and books and scientific discoveries

the crunch of autumn leaves under your feet 

the feeling of warmth when you walk in to a warm room in the middle of winter

climbing into your nice soft bed after a long tiring day

watching the clouds drifting 

the chance to see what will happen in the future

listening to amazing music which you can feel in your heart

your favourite songs, artists, films,books, foods, smells

a chance to see all the beautiful places 

poetry and literature 

making a difference, no matter how small 

the feeling of accomplishment after getting through something

the feeling of a soft breeze on your face

driving in a car with the window down

nice coffee shops

strangers who you can smile at and brighten the day of

people who you can be around and brighten the day of

flowers and their different colours and aromas

you’re helping all the plants by breathing

you can bake cookies and cakes for yourself and others

so many people love you

journalling and writing 

the moon glowing, never leaving, to help you feel less alone

the stars illuminating the night. their ancestors created you

rainbows after a storm

lying in bed at night while there’s thunder and rain all around

you can inspire and help so many people

all the people who can inspire and help you

feeling the sun’s warmth on your face

soft warm sand and sparkling oceans

delicious food

the first bite of food after being hungry

writing with a brand new pen

beautiful hairstyles, make up and clothes you could wear

you can learn anything you want, any language, subject or instrument

travelling to all the pretty places

fragrant tea, coffee and hot chocolate

chocolate !!! 

the aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries 

soft fuzzy animals who you could cuddle and take care of

all shells, postcards, flowers, train tickets, and anything else you love that you can collect

all the memories that you can preserve

all the art you can create

all the atoms and cells in your body who all work really hard to keep you alive

doughnuts and pizza and birthday cakes

fireworks and all the exploding colours in the night sky

you can take so many beautiful photographs

writing letters and sending gifts

receiving handwritten letters and gifts

somewhere out there so many people care about you

bird songs in the early morning

lifelong friendships

internet friendships

libraries and the smell of books

smiles, laughs, hugs and kisses

all the meaningful conversations, friendships and relationships you’ll have in the future

gardens, ladybirds, butterflies and bees

the chance to prove everyone wrong

you impact on other people so much more than you realise

being able to laugh and smile and feel alive

sadness and sunsets

happiness, fresh starts and sunrises

dreams and wishes

a chance to be happy again 

a chance to be stronger and wiser and kinder than ever

oversized sweaters and hot water bottles

running free in flower fields

all the little things which mean so much

long walks with someone you love

the euphoria of finally understanding something

all the kind people who are out there 

all the kind people who you will meet

exploring forests and special places where there’s no one else apart from you to enjoy

the ability to move, run, walk, bike-ride, swim, jump, dance, sing, hear, taste, see, feel

you are loveable and you are beautiful 

you matter and you’re important and you deserve to live 

+ thousands more 💛  

on the long road to Provincetown,

when we are weary,

when the buildings and the scrub pines lose their familiar look,

I imagine us rising from the speeding car.

I imagine us seeing everything from another place–

the top of one of the pale dunes, or the deep and nameless

fields of the sea.

And what we see is a world that cannot cherish us,

but which we cherish.

And what we see is our life moving like that

along the dark edges of everything,

headlights sweeping the blackness,

believing in a thousand fragile and unprovable things.

Looking out for sorrow,

slowing down for happiness,

making all the right turns

right down to the thumping barriers to the sea,

the swirling waves,

the narrow streets, the houses,

the past, the future,

the doorway that belongs

to you and me.“