Saturday, November 23, 2013

Finished.

I typed that word with a mixture of nostalgia, undreamed love, and hopeful understanding.
It is my application for college, completed.
a new world of experience waiting for me
but yet, I still feel so young.
I cannot comprehend how quickly time goes by already.
Last time I checked I was still a bold-hearted elementary school student with a skewed view of the world.
I'm pretty sure I still am.

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Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...

  • Pen to Paper
    There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
  • The Rain
    The humble drops of water Fall from the furthest reach Onto modern art in the garden: Flushing the angles of the sculpture Of the gum wr...
  • Late
    When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance...