And just for thought...
I was too strong when you found me, too weak when I left.
Standing on that bridge between a girl and a woman, you placed your hand in mine. We smiled and we laughed and we cried while blue birds laid out that red carpet along that yellow brick road for us. You wanted to consume me but I fluttered away, blowing kisses along trees. Every time you thought you had me there was another dragon to slay for my devotion. I never understood why you thought you had to kill parts of me to win me over or why every time you looked at me you dissected me further. I resisted you, a mighty match I was for you! Slithering around sugary lines, you would tell me how my skin was like porcelain and my eyes melted like chocolate into your own but I never let these lips fall into your deep sleep love. You pranced around on your white horse, always offering your hand, but I rode my own stallion. I saw the anger I would cause when I ran in fields of clover without you, laughing like a schoolgirl in the early summer air. Then I found that bridge again where the other side was waiting. It was the rest of my life, we both knew it was without you. You offered your hand in one last ditch effort. I took my last gulp of you, I rode away.
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