Believing in someone must be a prerequisite to loving them, 
just after believing that they exist.

He blatantly disrespected me under the guise of - 
who even cares.

I write this to remind myself 
of the yellow freedom, direction and intuition that arose 
when he said "it freaks me out that you didn’t finish college,” anyways
autonomy and emotions won today.
I am a powerful storm.

 I will be everything, I thought, and then the yellows gave me pause…

I am everything, I said instead, and my body became shiver. I laughed and said, 
I am most things, I am many things, and so I began to dance with myself
The world is more plentiful than we portray it to be
I discern what doesn’t want me, 
it’s all grown of fear.