The potential glides against me,
opening my eyes
to a life I didn’t see possible,
to a love that could be everything.
The future stretches out
against a new canvas
I never new existed,
and I wonder
if this is what I’ve been looking for,
if this is what it means to be happy
because I was,
for the first time in years,
I was happy.
For twenty-four short hours,
I could feel the possibility
pulsing,
vibrating against my skin,
screaming,
“This is how it should be!
You stupid girl!
This is what you’ve missed!”
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