To be human.
It's feeling the wind against your skin;
basking in the warmth of the sun.
It's falling in love and getting your heart
broken—
only to fall in love again.
It's laughing so hard that your stomach hurts
and tears are streaming down your face.
It's waking up at four in the morning
to find out you still have more time to sleep.
It's the songs the songs that keep you company
when no one else is there;
and the books that make your heart ache.
It's learning how love yourself unconditionally.
It's the Saturday nights spent with your friends,
laughing at jokes that no one will remember;
but never forgeting the feeling of joy and
utter bliss that flowed through your veins that night.
It's going on adventures at two in the morning,
just to see where the night takes you;
it's going for walks
without a destination in mind.
It's making new friends,
and losing old ones.
It's learning that family isn't always blood
and that blood doesn't always mean family.
It's learning how to be happy with who you are;
and realizing that you don’t need anyone else to be
happy.
To be human is to hurt,
and to hurt others;
it's happiness,
anger,
frustrations,
longing,
sadness,
and everything
in between.
To be human is terrifying,
and maddening,
and wonderful,
and amazing;
but, most of all,
beaing human is beautiful.
(DS)
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SmileyFacesAreAmazing · 1 decade ago
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this is so beautiful asdfghjkl;