We named you Fantasy.
To help her find strength with those words, that never quite become reality.
Its not that he found her, or she found him. If so, they’d be lost, losing all they had learned, with no inspiration to live for all they stood for.
Being lost, would feel like one more day suffocating with the what-ifs. Two more weeks, getting lost in thoughts just to feel alive. Three more months, feeling frustruated and stuck. While possibly, they’d both wake up, realizing it was all a pigment of a wild imagination. They were so afraid of let down, they won at losing.
The more time spent together, the deeper the connection seemed to get. She could tell everything in front of her was meant to be there. Experiencing such a relief, was really scary, which might have confused, for the better of now. There was no longer any fear building in the people. Just the person who thought thinking was the only way to feel. And feeling, was the only road that could take me to such a beautiful moment, full of you.
Days started to fly by, and the nights felt so long. Knowing he was dreaming his dreams, and she; dreaming hers, there was all reason to believe in you.
This is how he was found.
and still finding that...
You don’t have to sit in a tree
k-i-s-s-i-n-g
to hear those words
But to recite them, is where she was found.
to think, all for a spider.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
even spiders have a right to take a shower =)
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