#almostright

[have-shell-will-travel]

How do you convince a star it's beautiful? To hold a mirror up, and reflect the light back thousands of years. The vastness of space separating my truth, from you. I used to believe in the stars without question. Every chemical in my body made up of tiny particles of light. I always burned too hot. Then I found out the stars we see don't really exist at all. Their light faded millenia ago, lost to time and galaxies. Some nights I still reach for them. Reach for anything to believe in. Anything at all. So I believed in you.

[have-shell-will-travel]

Perhaps its the possessiveness of it all. "My baby girl" well "you're MY mermaid". Perhaps I want to be someone's, anyone's, so badly I allow this to continue. Perhaps I allow myself to be swept into the current, and risk drowning, spitting up sea water, for want of a ship. Perhaps any ship would do but I found yours. Perhaps you're sinking just as fast as I am. Perhaps you're not salvation.

[nancyschatje]

ขาต้องเหยียดตรงกว่านี้#armbalance #almostright #needmorepractice #pareceboa (at กมลา ภูเก็ต)