Laugh with me. Make the tears stop that live just beneath the surface. I keep reaching. Stupid girl. Sadly I believe some things can be reclaimed. Say, do, look the right way and the world will stop spinning and life will be different. Fill the void with school, wine (sometimes I pick the white just to reminisce), working out, staying busy.
Nothing seems to temper the ache of missing things that were there,or you thought were there.
I always wanted, dreamt really, if someone fighting for me. Falling madly in love. The true affection taking over their soul so richly they cannot stay away.
Maybe that dream isn't for me. I cannot help but hope, fight for the dreams I have and have discovered along this journey.
So tiny breath by breath I learn to use the ache as a beat to dance to; I use the ache to build beauty and understand the pain of others.
Never is forever my friends. Blessings, soar for me. And never forget your pinky swears. I never will.
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