My life was over.
So why do I feel like it’s
About to begin?
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
How does it work?
Because every ending is a new beginning. The question is, to what?
🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 This is directly from my mind also!!! Beautifully done!!!!!
Great Haiku! Wonderful!
Delusional, I guess? Lol, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Your Haiku was very uplifting and reassuring!
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Comments (4)
Because every ending is a new beginning. The question is, to what?
🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 This is directly from my mind also!!! Beautifully done!!!!!
Great Haiku! Wonderful!
Delusional, I guess? Lol, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Your Haiku was very uplifting and reassuring!