Today’s prompt via napowrimo.net required us to scroll down a fascinating Tumblr page titled ‘Yesterday’s Print’ containing tons of interesting news headings and subheadings. I would highly suggest you go check the page out yourself because there are so many topics that will truly catch your eye.
I chose this particular topic because it hits home, and it is also a minor trope in books I’ve read that I dearly love. I have never been the girl from the books who has wind in her hair, but I definitely can relate to the girl from the news heading! Also, I think a lot of others can relate to this feeling of wanting someone who will look at them on a windy day and tuck their hair behind their ears simply because they want to,
Of course, as the prompt suggests, it does look a lot better for us in our heads than it looks in real life. Then again, I guess it depends on whether a person has truly experienced this moment in person. I wouldn’t happen to know anything about it unfortunately, but I can tell that having windy hair in my face is never fun!
It’s a cute, almost ‘girly pop’ piece of poetry that came very easily to me. I hope you like it as much as I loved writing it.
Happy reading! Xx
The news today read,
‘When a wind blows a lot of loose hair around a girl’s face it is never as becoming as the descriptions sounded in the novels she has read’.
I laugh to myself for I couldn’t agree more, having been there a thousand times myself, before. Though I am just another wide-eyed girl, and a romantic at my core, and I don’t appreciate windy hair in my face, I too hold a soft hope in some corner of my heart that a beloved would gently tuck my wild hair behind my ears some day.
It is foolish hope, but one I hold on to, in the event a gust of air caresses my hair one day, perhaps I would have someone beside me who’d see my unbecoming side, and still find it in him to appreciate. Or perhaps he would laugh, just like I do, and we’d share a silly moment together, and recall this moment years down the line, on a day with rather windy weather.
It may not ever be as becoming as I ever imagined it to be, but there’ll be a moment where it wouldn’t matter because I’ll still be loved as I am and for who I will be.
~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.
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