Sanam Jamshidi
Bio
I'm 19, angsty, sarcastic, and a ray of sunshine! I can be strangely philosophical sometimes, but it's okay 'cause I make up for it with my sparkly wit. (I actually won most sparkly wit in my class!) (that is a lie). And love's complicated.
Stories (1/0)
The Best Revenge
The mouth of the deep dark cave I kept returning to with the hope of finding remnants of an old treasure is gone. Shining, glittering, swallowed up by the sea. The tide was rising for ages, engulfing me inch by inch. It was rising so much I titled my head up for air, hoping for a miracle written in the stars above me. How long can a drowning victim survive standing on the tips of their toes? According to the time stamp of my phone, exactly 24 days. But guess what? It only took 24 hours for me to climb out of there and watch paradise disappear underneath the cool mirror surface, as the sun moved out from behind the moon and everything burst into color. All that was left was my rippling reflection. And that’s how I knew I’m all that’s worth saving.
By Sanam Jamshidi7 years ago in Poets
