I long to be... delicate.
I dream of flying into the vast blue horizon.
I dream of jumping into the arms of the loved ones.
I dream of floating around like seeds of dandelions during summer.
I dream of hugging myself in your loose sweater.
I dream of being lifted off my feet by joy,
I dream of being held.
I dream to be dainty and delicate
I dream to be fragile;
I dream to be breakable;
And only then, I can begin to trust you.