when i was a child, i wished for happiness. sometimes wishes come to you in human form. they're as sweet as a fluffy milk sandwich on a cozy winter day, or as rare as a 4 leaf clover you find hiding in the thin threads of the green grass during a boiling summer. sometimes they're funny like the clowns you see at charismatic circuses throughout the spiraling season of spring, maybe beautiful and ethereal like a fae from the old myths and legends that you can see, if you can squint in the faint chill of autumn. even if life gets hard sometimes, it's nice to think that somewhere, on a different continent, on another side of the world, or maybe even right here in this country of mine; someone is awake, day or night gently cheering me on. knowing that even if i feel like the whole world's coming down or if sometimes, just sometimes ... the weight of the whole world seems to be lingering on my shoulders, that i will have not one, but multiple people to share the burden with .. it helps me. a lot. so if i ever feel down, if i feel like my life isn't worth living, i remember all the sandwiches and clovers and clowns and faes i've met. and it never fails to embrace my face with a small smile. these wishes of mine, even if i cannot hold them with my hands, or if i cannot hear them with my ears, even through a screen, they mean a lot to me -- and i hope i mean a lot to them, too. thank you, my wishes. for being here. and for being with me.
creds to me for poem giggles. i wrote about some people in this. youll prolly know who you are .... wiggles my eyebrows !! jokes aside, i do really want to thank a lot of you for listening or seeing my useless ranting .. it does make me feel really seen and heard, as someone who used to get neglected a lot when he was younger lol. meoowo i love ygys !!!
