when i’m sitting outside…

when i’m sitting outside…

with the breeze in my hair…

making it dance and do crazy things…

i remember your fingers…

running through it…

grabbing it and giving it a playful tug…

when i’m sitting outside…

with the scents of spring, surrounding…

entering and exiting my nose at will…

i remember your smell…

filling me completely…

with each breath that i took…

when i’m sitting outside…

with the sun’s rays touching my skin…

warming me, giving me color, and vitamin d…

i remember your heat…

enveloping and surrounding me…

keeping me protected from the outside world…

***when i’m sitting outside i’m reminded, that the person that i remember is me. i have to be a reflection of who i want, in life. for right now, i’m content being with me. i am the person that i want.***

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