warm light

golden light absolutely pouring out of a window warm and soft.

there is a differentiating magic in schools of different countries

the east of asia having youthful joy and suffering floating in bubbles

maybe an indoctrinated magic maybe not

i wanted to eat that light

have it put down my throat and choke me

drown me

encase me in a warm crystal to stand there forever under that umbrella of warmth

there's a roof behind that light

a roof that was created for adolescents to lounge in

maybe one day

maybe never

but it exists

the roof exists

and i got to see the light of dreams

the books, the movies, the shows

that all try so hard to capture that high school magic

it's real

it exists

in small moments

in warm cushioning enveloping light

the shrieks the laughs footsteps pattering up and down stairs

girlhood arms linking giggles erupting

boyhood shoving pulling each other back up

jokes always.

intermixing

inter-tangling

it's all so

dreamy

maybe I see beauty in everything because i never have it for long

it's a sign of stability if you no longer see beauty in your surroundings

if you don't notice it

because it's yours to keep

for however long you wish

the beauty remains if you stay and turn away.

the beauty remains if you leave and look back.

- October 30th 2025