.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

1.16.2004

what if i never wanted to leave? what would you do then? you shrugged. i think you're stepping on the string that could unravel my whole being, but you would never realize that you're stripping me like the skin off a grape; slowly peeling off everything protecting the insides, all my insides, everything you never knew of me: exposed.but i suppose it was that time.
i wish you knew what it felt like to be stretched across time and loved thin, burning all three ends of the candle until the flames meet and suffocate themselves. you never realized that i was already burning and that i was sinking in the sand of the day in that place that i found where essence preceeds nonexistance and time is just our of reach of space. have you been there yet? i found it for you and would take you there if i could find my way through the darkness that is a blank stare, your only reaction that is visible through the thin layer of glass that covers your eyes. don't worry about it. i'll just keep smiling until it becomes real.

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