Those who do not know how to look back will never get to their destination-Jose Rizal
It was
a scattered cloud day
when the white arcs
billowed out
from the white fire sun
where you can breath
between the spaces
of blue cold
shaded sun patches
Seething
Softness
The sky
Was about
To break apart
the day
was like bread
you could
almost taste
the sugary
softness
You took me up
spun me around,
as out of the blue
as that sky that day
you bought me
a fruit tart
and coffee,
you sat me
on the faded
soft and brown couch
as soft as your eyes
fruit
and custard
melt
on my
tongue
velvet
bitter
sugar
you knew
somehow,
that this
was just
what I needed
sometimes,
we make sacrifices
that eventually
mean something
we just
don’t see that
in the beginning
thats how its supposed to be
life is not promised
got to thinking
got to thinking
life is held together by choices,
one after the other,
all shapes and sizes.
right or wrong
doesn't matter,
because life
just keeps
on folding
if you sit still,
you might
pass
everything
by
too soon
I wonder
what
our destination is~Sarah Mahina Calvello~