My Life
My life is the color peach: Bright. Unique. The perfect c-o-m-b-i-n-a-t-i-o-n.
My life is the happiness of falling in love,
and the sadness of being heartbroken.
My life is finding sentimental feelings in people
who deny having any feelings at all.
My life is the exuberance of laying next to the guy you love, on a warm day;
Doing nothing but smelling the delightful scent of the fresh cut grass,
and absorbing every surreal second.
My life is the hope of one day being as stong as the woman
who brought me into this world.
My life is the recollection of one’s most memorable Christmas,
when everybody seemed like one big happy family.
My life is the climax of a rollercoaster ride, waiting to drop into its next l∞p of vividness.
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