Caricamento in corso...

Something

While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something.
We pulled up to the house and for the first time in a long time, I was actually excited. Still anxious, but I was excited. And I don’t know what it means, but I think it means something.
The bonfire was huge and enchantingly beautiful. I kept moving closer even though it burned my skin. I’ve always seemed to put beauty before safety. I was being mesmerized by the fire’s dance when I was told that I had ashes in my face. I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something.
We played hide-and-seek and I ended up lying on the ground next to him again, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something.
This time I was hiding on the ground alone, but not lonely. I knew someone was looking for me. But in that moment, I was glad to be alone. Because for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t completely numb. The ground I was blending into was cold and damp and smelt faintly of onions. In the distance I could see the burning ashes from the fire floating up to take their places as stars, and I thought for a second that maybe I could join them,
And I don’t know what that means,
but I really hope it means
something.

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