January 2011
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“My head is filled with nightmares, my heart is filled with dreams. Been weaving...”
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“I text you because I miss you and I want to talk to you. If I don’t,...”
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Somniare:
To be kissed in the rain. To be a mother. To be entirely independent. To feel real love. To dance in the moonlight to no music on an empty beach. To travel. To meet someone with my exact taste. To be hugged from behind just right. To sample the foods of the world. To speak in foreign tongues. To have my perfect reading tree. To build a fort of pillows and have a swordfight. To make a snowman. To...
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“I’ve marked out my place inside your world. But, in the end I’m...”
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“Happy “Are you ready for this?” Day!”
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“What’s my plan? Well, up ‘til now I’ve kinda just been...”
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“I’ve got feathers on my brain. I’ve got wings around my heart. I...”
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Sometimes I feel like my life is crumbling around...
and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
I don’t know how to describe the onset of the feeling, but I can always feel it coming. It’s almost like the purely internalized dread of something imminent and terrifying- probably because it is exactly that. It’s the sense that there is an unimaginable, unspeakable storm approaching; and it’s making its way to only you.
But...
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“I may not be beautiful, but I’ll be here when you need me. If I...”
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“Let’s not pretend we’re capable of more than goodbyes. You know...”
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“I’m addicted to this life, I never wanna let it go. I’ll be like...”
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“My house burned down, and took everything. Who will keep me warm, when the stars...”
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