see you in the morning

I like to go to bed imagining that tomorrow will feel

LIKE LISTENING TO A SONG IN A MAJOR KEY

WITH THE WINDOWS DOWN

AND I DON’T REMEMBER IF THE SUN WAS SHINING BECAUSE I DON’T CARE

(MY SOUL HAS ENOUGH SUNSHINE TO FEED THE WORLD ANYWAY)

LIKE EXTENDING MY LIMBS IN HOPES OF BEING KIDNAPPED BY AN EAGLE

LIKE LEAVING CAPS LOCK ON FOR THE SAKE OF SCREAMING INTO THE SKY

“Here I am world, come get me”

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