Keeping all the emotions dammed lately, and all things seem to be going well, until –
photos of my best friend surface amongst the sea of newsfeed.
And i look at her smile
the familiar gun boots and pink top
the ones she brought to Vietnam
and then a gush of feelings that came like a huge wave pounding against the doors of the dam.
connections like these are the ones that strongly stir the emotions within
falter. overwhelmed. flustered. all escaping as soon as they bolted in.
one month left and still trying hard to keep it all together, i am trying my best.
Island: a prison
Walls, my sea. Swash, backwash. Free
birds fly forever