• Rebecca Lerner

was gonna dm this to you but alas you brought it to my timeline !!!

From the perspective of an art crawling on a branch near my feet:

Bright pink petals fall thunderous, every time the wind shakes the trees. I've never seen a color so saturated, adorning a ground so lush. This is my first spring.

The queen has promised me greatness if I do as she asks. My sisters have seen something in me and will feed me the royal jelly if I prove myself. But now, in the light of this red-lipped day, I don't know if I will go back.

I love the spring. I thought I loved so much more, but no. The spring and the spring alone makes me feel, makes me ache, makes me realize what it means to have potential.


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