The word mellow? The act of suffering inside,
while content. I was a child of two almost three.
And then a child of four and five.
I believe in believing. I believe in trying.
I believe in secrets. I believe in winning.
How do I tell you I love you?
I believe in a season that bonds hands and hearts.
And homes and Skyscrapers. And wonders.
What is worth losing? Winning.