In the stillness of her bedroom, alone in the dark, in the quiet...she tests her voice...her words...unsure of the delivery but so wanting them to be heard...to be felt... “Love?” She whispers on a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding...”Love?” She says a little louder but only just...”I miss you...tonight, when you close your eyes to sleep come find me...I will be waiting for you when I close my eyes to dream..."
I found an old photo of me from many moons ago. I'm talking acid washed jeans, big glasses, big hair - the whole 9 yards. It's just a casual shot - me and a friend chilling on the couch (uh, no I don't plan to post it LOL) - but it got me thinking about yester-year or days of old (sheesh, that sounds kinda knightly)...You know, those days when your biggest worries included "are the quarter pounder combos on sale this week? Is HE going to ask me out? For Prom??" (HE didn't but I went to prom anyway and had a BLAST!) This is also about the time I got my first taste of adulthood - A JOB! A real one! Like actually doing things for someone other than my parents and grandparents in order to maintain my allowance (yes, I was one of those kids). Employee ID, Clock-In/Out, an actual check - shoot couldn't tell me nothing. I was a working WOMAN after all (okay so a working TEEN but still, LOL) Guess where I worked? No, go ahead I'll wait... Time's u...
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