I have to be honest. I teared a little today. Not from my own
circumstance, but a friend’s. We spoke over Skype today about someone we both knew
in a distant past. She moved on to greater things and far away from people she
surrounded herself with. “I am waiting for someone who will never come,” in a
dismay tone, I realized he wasn’t over her. Not now, not since five years ago
when they decided to walk their separate ways. Such loyalty is commendable.
Such honesty is what touched hearts and I felt his open wound as though it was
my own. Very strange, considering we’re miles apart and talking to our
respective laptop screens. I exploited these state of mind for a good reason...
These tears dissipated into consistent fragile wind, forever
filled with sunshine and melancholy. I whispered such desires to the universe,
in hope, that she will hear me. My heart is crying, pleas, suffocating me, disemboweling
all of my love, for sunflowers to smile, so you may live. So you may notice me
for all of my apologies are tied to multicolored balloons. I longed to know the
feel of my hands hovering above your heartbeat, to wonder for you to wonder.
Time has stood still for me my dear. Hear me; I am waiting
for you only, only you, love.
Hang in there homey.
Uh, no,
Vonnie S.
Uh, no,
Vonnie S.
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