One day, I will let myself explode.
Wonderful colours will go everywhere
and everyone can marvel in the beauty
I left behind in wake of my destruction.
And once the dust settles,
they will pick up the pieces left behind
from my mess, of left over emotions.
And everyone will be happy,
because they knew
that if anyone were to leave behind
so many colours,
it would be me.
And they would smile,
thinking about how they should have expected this,
how if anyone could pull this off,
it would be me.
And all of my left over pieces
will be melted back together
to form a better version
of myself.
A version everyone
would welcome back with open arms,
and thoughts of
how I could possibly top
the self destruction
I so perfectly executed last time.
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