Captions speaks volumes 🍁
plz do give a read ✨
when my scars were profusely bleeding, she caressed them with rainbow embedded in her hands.
she poured out her colours to transfigure my monochrome canvas into varicolored when i had got excessive amount of only one of the requisite. i.e. red.
she filled up the room for every other color; my soul was meant to be rich with. she completed my existence. and gave shape to all aspirations deep down inside me.
she believed that there's a fun living in life than just merely exist.
no matter how much wear and tear a page had undergone, words can be still readable. essence of book can still linger over fingers of the reader. .
she is the silver lining coruscating through clouds of delusion.
her name is 'hope'.
she is in you.
just let her pass unfiltered through the polaroids of your beliefs and she will do the wonders since you are meant to own your vibrant, beauteous colours.