i took a walk outside with wild intentions. i wanted to know that thoughts weren't just thoughts; i wanted to know that perhaps there was someway around them, that i could mold them into reality. i stopped and stood, staring straight into your stars. They were yours and would always be yours, reflecting from your blue canvas, and streaked with clear rain drops. they stretched longingly towards my face and brushed my cheeks with their fine fingers. i turned away and with a whisper you left. i always knew what lay ahead of me with fear at the forefront, but to hope that all would stay still as i made my subtle movements was all the reassurance i needed to toy with happiness.
now for the decision-making
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