Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Get me out of here.

I don't want to stand out. I'm just me. In fact I'd rather blend in.

Without gravity, there would be no direction.

You keep my feet on the ground. Without you I'd be flying all over the place with no destination in mind, until my wings were too frail to fly, and I'd plummet somewhere that wouldn't feel right. You make my sleep alright. You make me smile all night.

Tonight I lined rows of crackers on a plate and melted shredded cheese over them. It reminded me of being with you.