I spin off and lose my head throwing stray a spark instead. Gather strenghth down in my heel and dig it in the world I peel...
one thing i have a really hard time agreeing with is that most women (my age, older or younger) feel like once you get married you should be in the kitchen and kneeling at your husbands feet.
and why does everyone who knows me feel like i should be doing that? DO YOU EVEN KNOW ME AT ALL?
i know someday you’ll have a beautiful life. i know you’ll be a star in somebodies sky, but why can’t it be mine?
woke up to this memory this morning.
Rays of light from the stars bounced around us. I could see sparks racing towards us like a comet towards the sun. the sound of metal against metal screaming past us and in it’s wind you screamed out to me, “I love you”. you said it as many times as you could as the train rushed by. Your intentions for me not to notice, but my eyes can read your lips. Everything is like a dream but sometimes these dreams are not meant to be seen. Some of my skeletons still have flesh on their bones. Wide eyed and big smiles kept us warm that night.
it’s funny how life seems like a storybook.