How do you
Stay bold, unmoving
In this skeptic world
There's this consistent
Beam in your eyes
That gives assurance
All is well
Taking a step back
For your compassion
Seems so unreal
I couldn't quite grasp —
I don't meet people
Like you everyday
Yet everything is not
What it appears to be
You carry the weight
Too freaking well
As if life isn't fucked up
Cheers to you, my friend
You are the embodiment
Of the word
Rose-colored
—T
Thank you, tita. For keeping my sanity; those simple tap on my shoulder, gently asking if I was okay and sympathy. I hope you'll always keep that shine although life is unkind sometimes.
