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Sophia Carey

Effortless

By something wildePublished 8 years ago 2 min read

The earth shifted when you were born. Every creative being from every corner of the world could feel it. They knew what was coming. Whether they realized it or not, they knew.

I’m not sure how you do it. I’m not sure how you just decided that all of creation was yours. You’ve always been that girl. The one that everyone notices, but you were never one to notice that you were being noticed. I’m not sure how you stand it, being so comfortable in your own skin and establishing an order and a peace in your life that some may never see.

You were missed before you departed. You were needed before you were known; and yet it’s as if you missed it. Like you had no idea that the key to it all rested between your fingers.

Sophia, The Valley’s Runaway Love. You’re forever somewhere different than you were the day before. You’re always someone better than you were the last time I saw you. Your aura is an embrace, your smile is a light that shines brighter than any galaxy I’ll see in this lifetime. What you’ve always been, you will be. What you’ll become, we’re ready to see. There’s not much I know about the future, but I know that every bit of it is anticipating the arrival of you.

To you, I’m easy to figure out. Somehow I’m no longer the crazy, overdramatic, exhausting girl that I’ve always been. You make dealing with me look effortless. Be careful, you might be leading a wayward soul into a friendship with me that they probably weren’t ready for.

Beauty, intelligence, grace, strength, laughter, love, and light. You make it look so easy, and so effortless to encompass it all. We’re dumbfounded, awestruck, forever grateful, and thankful for the work of art that is you.

So, let thunder roar and mountains seek light as day breaks. Let oceans go to war with its waves and let the sun bleed into the horizon when the day ends. No matter how far you run from The Valley, it’ll always miss you, it’ll always want you back. We’ll be here, watching you take over the world one day, one step at a time. We’ll wait, anticipate, and wonder what The Valley’s Runaway Love is up to next.

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something wilde

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