To wait a draining wait… and yearn to the end of my energies…
To sleep it away…and my memories away… and what’s left of it in my heart, so much, away…
To dance it out, like it never happened…
To breath it in like the worst medicine ever… and learn …
To just be selfish and scream it hard so my soul will become light again…
To forget, so that I can remember who I am…
Reset attempt:
”Be sensible not sensitive, dear girl… analytical, not passionate… can’t you just be someone else for a few more weeks… or month… or…
Go fish for a yet to come experience … it will be a huge one, and you’ll love it… and maybe you’ll have to give that one up also, for yet a bigger one…and a bigger one… and a bigger one… and then you can properly make use of those wings you keep talking about…
by the way…has anyone seen them yet?!!! “