I was gonna go ahead. I was going to make it. What am I doing now? Hiding. From what? Everything. The water is too cold, I'll stay on the shore, thank you. I try to swim and someone always screams SHARK! Why do I always believe them? Older and wiser, that's why. Why would they lie to me? Because they do. LIARS!!
"People make you promises they'll never keep. Soon you'll know why people say talk is cheap."
I wish I were a tug boat. I'm the big giant ship stuck on a sand bar. I wish I were a tug boat.
It's so easy to leave me behind. Why do I make it so easy? Go ahead. There are more important things to do. Why are you reading this? It's nonsense. Just the ramblings of invisibility. There's nothing to see here. Not unless you're me.
I could have. I should have. I would have, but I didn't. I don't know why, but I didn't. How did I get back to here? Back to then. Beginning/End.
BLAH BLAH BLAH. Take the sting away, time for today...a day, one way or another. I love you, BJ. Everyday.
Experiences fly around, and I can't seem to catch them. I get the used ones thrown in my face like dirty Kleenex. "You can have it now, I'm done with it. It's mangled and run down, but it will do. It's only you." Well, sure. Why invite me when it's new? It'll do, it's not for you. It's me. See?
Have fun without me. I'll be here waiting. Waiting to snatch a piece of your happy tranquility for myself. I'll bottle it and keep it under my pillow. Make a wish, make it billow.
I sent smoke signals today. I had no idea what to say. I stirred a pot of ashes. Shortly after that, it crashes. What? My eyelashes.
"Let me sleep, for when I sleep I dream that you are here, you're mine...and all my fears are left behind."
Yes, please. Pleas! I plea for thee! For me! For WE! Help...I can't see.
I can't predict the future. Hold still...this might hurt a little. You'll feel a pinch, don't move an inch. There, done. Now wasn't that fun?
Oh, yeah. A ton.
Please don't forget me. You're in my every thought. All of you. You make a knot. I can't forget, I won't. I don't. I need you all. I'm tall. I need support, or I'll fall.
1 comment:
Hey Girl, I understand you might be disappointed right now as your blog tends to make be believe. But, I just have to say, You are a creative genious in your writing. Almost Dr. Suess-like style but with so much depth. These experiences make you grow and I only hope you and BJ will be together soon. I love you. Focus on your craft! Love Cenotez
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