this would make me crazy if there were not the other kind- those moments that i want to hold on to. cant get enough. cherish every second. let me stay here forever. let time stop. using all my strength to tighten my grip. yet resting within something i love. moments i can say right now, this is me. here i am, okay and alive and wait, yes... happy. "pull this moment into a glass, sip it slow and make it last" (norah jones).

Its like chasing shadows around my room. closed in tight. cant get rid of them, always there. "hello little friend, my new found companion from days of old." always with me, always loyal even when i just want to be alone. cant live with you, cant live without you. whether i want to escape you, or i want to hold on. i can try my damnedest, but ultimately you are just there. changing, taking new shape in my relation to the sun. like all my moments, changing with time, yet always in one. I hate you, I love you. go away, cant get enough. shadowy moments fill me now.
shadows that dance across the moon. born of a dancer who wades alone, across a sea of glass. swaying to the music made up in her mind. unable to decide if its the rhythm of the waves or the thumping of her heart thats sets her beat.
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