I'm today realizing how I've tried to return to a place in time that lives no more. How much of me has been mourning that loss? All these years... How much of my struggle has been wrapped in escape of that straight jacket? Forgive yourself for misunderstanding. For forgetting.For hating.Forgive yourself and love again.
She exited in robes of pink energy. Wolf bayed in the distance. Have men been abandoned by wild women? Or have women abandoned themselves? Perhaps we betray our souls for the lives we neglect to share.
She tossed her heart to him at the door.
He neglected to catch it. It landed sadly large in a small teacup. She was so numb she did not notice he had gone, nor did she recognize her heart. But she did experience chest pain when she ran the garbage disposal.