and I’m lonely again tonight,
I can feel it like a knot in my side
they keep saying this is part of the ride
but i’m not getting stronger.
i could be a new person
i could be strong, not callused.
i could be happy, not anxious.
i could be a person people want to know
i could be a person nobody wants to leave.
this is what she said gets her through it:
if i don’t let myself be happy now then when?
if not now, when?
I am under the sun and on the grass and surrounded by half-strangers, but they are half-friends. I am learning and making progress and I am moving forward. I am even okay getting to sleep without your voice now. I think I am okay, maybe I am half-better.
But I am half-worse, I am the thing your eyes avoid. I am still half-yours, though you’ve half-forgotten me by now. I barely miss you until I remember the way we were two halves of the same heart, once.
I will be whole again one day.
Not today, but soon.
If terror falls upon your bed
And sleep no longer comes
Remember all the words I said
Be still, be still, and know
Well! Before it gets too out of hand (again)
this wonderful little lady is photographed by her oh so talented
mother, Claude! of FirstSightDaily!
(via bonsoir-lune)
