Never was good at being human. Never was good at social cues. Planned a life around others. Another birthday, what’s new? New wishes. New dreams. Or candle wax dripping on my cream? Life lived unexpectedly. Heart and soul melted in cheesecake. Blew a candle watched the others glow. 27! And so this me STILL grows. Midnight wishes *poof* cake-lit *poof* dreaming in smoke.
An ode to 27