Fragile

little did I know
when I smiled,
I got the rain,
not the sun.
when I smell the scent of the spring,
I stayed inside, fearing the storm.
but I missed the radiating sun.
so let it be the case:
I will live my life without fear anymore.
I will care for myself
I will make plans for myself
and I will make a world for myself.
when I have enough,
I will give.

4.25.2024