I thought of you
When you thought of me, and when the birds sang an odd song I've never heard before, and I also thought of you when you whispered to the tree your favorite soccer team and then... I thought of you when my coffee was brewing, in a kitchen full of colors and dreams. I remember thinking if you but do not remember not thinking, do you think I thought the way I could have thought had I not thought of you?
I used to but not anymore
I used to think I was what people told me I was, and so at times I'd fly high on the sky thinking I was something else while other times I'd crawl on the ground stabbed by the words others have told me. I now realize that what people see in you is what people think you are and the realm of thoughts can not possibly include all you are... I now realize that people will judge you no matter what and that that judgment has nothing to do with you and all to do with them... ❤️