After spending countless nights trying to gift wrap my finite vocabulary into a fancy email, cherry picked words carefully strung into lines, that keep disappearing and reappearing on my computer screen like the ocean spume – fleeting and pointless, I wonder what it would be like if the obliviously wondering pointer finds its way to the send button before the discard button can find it.
I feel seen. attacked. and 278 other emotions I think
I really enjoyed reading this, keep them coming! <3
angel girl
Dear stranger
After spending countless nights trying to gift wrap my finite vocabulary into a fancy email, cherry picked words carefully strung into lines, that keep disappearing and reappearing on my computer screen like the ocean spume – fleeting and pointless, I wonder what it would be like if the obliviously wondering pointer finds its way to the send button before the discard button can find it.