True love coming up
When it was a blur.
Now all I see is clarity.
When there was nothing.
Now there’s only a smile.
When it was mundane.
Now all I feel is brilliance.
When there was quiet.
Now there’s only laughter.
When it was dry.
Now all I taste for is liquid.
When there was stillness.
Now there’s only movement.
When it was bland.
Now all I taste is seasons.
When there was loneliness.
Now there’s only comfort.
When it was unattainable.
Now all I do is dream, and attain.
