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| Taken by me |
The
stars tonight make me realize how many different worlds comprise the universe. I
realize how vast our existence is and how trivial we may be.
These
stars represent the worlds we know, the ones we can always escape to. But what
happens when the worlds we find solace in end up being the same worlds we try
running away from?
I use the energy I have left, shove the hesitance and slowly stand from the boulder I sat on. I take a deep breath and snuggle in my hoodie as
I savor the cool breeze caressing my skin. I chuckle as the grass under my
feet tickles my bony ankles. I watch the queer shadows and how they dance with
the orange and vibrant flames, how these enticing flames would emit the most comforting
heat being pressed against my skin.
I
gaze at the midnight sky and notice how the stars resting on the mountain tops
leave diamonds on the tips of weeds. I notice how the dying stars still manage
to radiate faint surges of light. I watch the leaves fall off branches and land
on damp soil in the most delicate way, the calm ripples of the lake and the
silhouettes of islands surrounding this place we now deem our sanctuary.
I
stare into the horizon and at the countless entities that still make my eyes
glimmer, despite the darkness in which I constantly stumble.
The
world’s tenderness found its way through. It has momentarily relieved me of the
pain and has left me feeling more alive than ever as I no longer found the need
to run away. I breathe a sigh of relief, close my eyes and listen to the warm
laughter emerging from that calm night, a night I’d look back on with ultimate
gratitude and affection.
