i have to love you quietly
for fear of scaring you away.
i realize how precious you are.
and i don't want to not know it, see it everyday.
your eyes open like my mouth when i smile.
my eyes and your lips closer together.
our hair wavy and curly like the paths of our lives,
that have somehow crossed here.
and now my life is forever changed.
knowing that you're out there,
it is bittersweet.
because i do not know what tomorrow brings.
and how i wish i did.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Chapter 35 - How to cross an ocean (and stay there)
This post isn't about crossing an ocean to Paris. It's about crossing an ocean from Paris.
I have traveled recently and have since returned to France. It has been an unusual homecoming, as I feel like I have left part of myself behind somewhere...
In my head and heart I carry thoughts of this past week, and it makes it hard to fully realize that it's over now. It's still so recently that I'm attached; this makes me wary all of a sudden.
I feel calm in my soul somewhere, somehow tho. Something has happened; something good.
I'm curious to see where this leads.
I have traveled recently and have since returned to France. It has been an unusual homecoming, as I feel like I have left part of myself behind somewhere...
In my head and heart I carry thoughts of this past week, and it makes it hard to fully realize that it's over now. It's still so recently that I'm attached; this makes me wary all of a sudden.
I feel calm in my soul somewhere, somehow tho. Something has happened; something good.
I'm curious to see where this leads.
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