I had a dream…
I was in the winter of my life, and the special people I met along the way were my only summer. During the day, I had visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless road, I realized that my memories of them were the only thing that sustained me and my only real happy times.
I was just a girl. Not a very popular one. I once desired becoming more than that, but upon an unfortunate series of events I saw those dreams dash and divide like a million stars in the night sky. That I wished on. Over and over again. Sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. People I used to know found out what I’d been doing; how I’d been living. But I realized there’s no use in talking to people who have a home. They have no idea what it is like to seek safety in other people; for home to be wherever you lie your head. Continue reading →