writingperfection's Letters
To my body,
You have never once failed me, but I have failed to see you for the wonder you are. Failed to thank you, dear legs, for holding me up, trembling and tired, when I wanted only to fall on the tiled ground, a screaming, crying ball of fatigued frustration screaming at unkind skies and over-cold eyes. I wish I remembered to shower you…read more