If a stranger comes knocking into my door,
I will open the door thinking it will be you and break my heart. If a stranger comes into my home, I will welcome him in thinking it will be you and break my heart. If a stranger somehow finds his way into my heart, I will love him thinking it will be you and break my heart. I will break my heart and break my heart until the stranger will finally be you.
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I wonder how all these words and images fit in a brain.
Through the eyes, a head could only physically fit two fists at most. Yet it carries with it such unbearable thoughts that could sway or strike another.
Feeling sad? Don't fight it. Wallow in your sadness. Then harness all of those feelings and write, draw, paint, etc. Turn it into something that could make you feel proud or happy.
So many tomorrows
fill our time, but how do I know that in one of these tomorrows, you will not leave me?
Sometimes it's too much and we need help. But when she needed help, there wasn't anyone there, so she searched further and found it. She found help from a stranger. One look and she knew that she was in danger, but she had to be brave if she wanted a hand. An hour later, after a refreshing shower and a change of nice, clean clothes, he arrived ready to help. At first she thought she'd go bra-less because who cares; she's an adult. She welcomed the stranger and told him to get comfortable. But as soon as he stepped foot in the room, she knew she needed another layer of protection, so she grabbed a bra lightning fast and put it on in the bathroom. She sent a quick text to her best friend. Then she heard a knock. She felt slightly afraid, so she searched for a possible weapon. However, she realized, she's an adult and she can handle having someone over just like all the other kids, so she collected herself and went out of the bathroom, only to find him waiting right outside the door.
Sincerely, M.
He took care of me so much so that I could never leave him.
So that I would depend on him and only him. So that I would entrust my heart in his hands and leave it there caged by his fingers. And I did love him. I really did. But all I could ever do was watch him in my mind. For there he stays and there he lives. |
Author MHey! I'm M and this is my page titled "Crazy but Cozy". Going with the flow is supposed to be a cool phrase, but it isn't always a good or responsible thing to do. And yet here I am, and I've been going with the flow since I was born. ArchivesCategories |