Healing

Take a step back where the view makes more sense and the people aren’t cunning. Not all of them, sure. But I’ve known a few.

Giving into that comforting hum that vibrates into every part of your body, a sacred getaway unfolds. It feels like sweet velvet kisses on your melancholic glass heart.

Putting the shattered pieces back together with arts & crafts glue, just like I did with the wooden stick house I made in 1st grade.

I’m not sure it’ll hold, but I’m willing to hold it together until my arms hurt.