• sheena 14w

    Dawn

    It was back that winter when you stepped in like a star so bright that your incandescent light illuminated all those dark ends. Little did I know my heart wavered at the very thought of you. I wanted so hard to argue, asking myself to stop pondering on metaphysical emotions, yet it went on until it drowned so deep in that ocean that it broke down to pieces once it hit rock bottom. Just right there the dawn tip-toed into my vacant space where I dwelt in your leftovers. The mellow shades illuminated my paths yet again, and suddenly the me back then started adoring brightness in its own way

    ©sheena