i am tethered to nothing
i jump from one rock to another
skip from galaxies to galaxies
enter universes after universes
and fall asleep in them

—(day)dream

there is a difference
between self-pity
and self-understanding
one pours seas and oceans out of you
and still leaves you parched
while the other
washes out trickles of rain
but as it leaves you, as it slowly spills down your cheeks, lips, neck
you are left smelling the refreshing air
of rain-dried weather
and
watching the clouds open up
a beautiful, gloomy morning sky
that is painted in the colors of
‘i knew i’d see this again’

-sincerelynavya

why do we imagine the worst
why do we question our happiness

-sincerelynavya

my relationship with life.
is never meant to be dependent.
i do not wait for life to give me a sign
so i can chase my dreams.
i do not stop and shrink
because life around me has stopped or shrunk.
no.
i will bloom. and occasionally wilt.
pause. take a breath. but always continue.
and at life’s end. we will just walk.
holding hands. kissing the stars.
while waiting for another life to come running by.

unlike most people
she had a way of filtering life
she would take all the good
she had ever recieved
and embrace it
allow herself to radiate from it
and the bad
oh, the bad she would just throw away
like it was a natural biological process
and because of it
her smile was never a charade
her happiness was as raw & real
as the earth itself
as permanent as the past
as beautiful as the rain-dried weather
at 10 o’clock in the morning

-that is how she became the sun