• slkwrites 6w


    It tastes like cheap wine
    It tastes like salted crisps
    It’s made of shared smiles
    And hope at your fingertips

    It’s watching your world rebuild itself
    It’s better than fame or wealth
    It’s a reminder of your capability
    That there’s more to you than they see

    It’s infrequent, surprising and maybe even bold
    The bittersweet taste of victory is yours to hold