sunlit meadows

The ohio sun has come back and spring is seducing me with its lucious and listfull energy. Making me fall into a deep reverie of dreams and hopes and fantasies. I got lost on the never ending roads with beautiful girls, layed in unseen meadows with british boys and kissed the lips of people that I didn't love. I danced in candlelight rooms and laughed out loud, I wanted that tattooed boy to take me back, I cried about next year. All this while the sunshine hit my window and left a trail guiding me from my floral bed to the world outside my door. And I forgot about life outside my own safe and comforted world, I forgot the way the sun smells when it hits my curls or the feel of the dried grass under neath my pixie feet. I forgot driving with the windows down, wind hitting my face and putting my hands out the window to grab onto the life I'm passing by. I forgot how to smile and live. I forgot the morning sunrise-orange and blue hitting the horizon in a sea of clouds. I forgot the sound of birds humming lullabies. I followed the barren path to sunlit meadow and found the peace again. Laying in an unknown and gazing into the sky. Watching time go by, breathing, being, seeing.