Golden State to Lone Star Dreams

The Lone Star Dreams became Golden.

The California I experienced is no longer the same. 

The memories I reminisce no longer exist. Continuous reminiscing leads to living in a nonexistent moment.

Turning into a rabbit hole of “why.” 

When it can so easily be turned into “thank you.”

Texas, thank you for opening your heart and gently caressing me. Thank you for showing me that “being me” is “being someone.”

California’s beauty, purely external
Stole the beauty from within myself
Texas’ beauty, purely simple
Reflected from within and radiates outward
The California I experienced is no longer the same
And, now, that is a peaceful thought ~

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