Incomplete..
But still good enough.
Grown like a rose exposed is her composure.
She chooses not to disclose what she’s enclosed until it’s over.
But...
I think I’m losing grip on my sanity.
This feeling of not knowing is weighing on my shoulders..now...
I feel just like the stars in the sky.
Still adding beauty and life to you..
But only getting admired when the sun goes down.
When things are quiet and still.
When the world is asleep...
I guess that’s When I shine most in your sky.
Thank god for my love though.
Thank god I can still see the light in me even if you don’t.
My love is enough to carry us both.
—Chelseamarae
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