And you grow up and you get out of your parent's house and you move to a new place, you get a job, you wander around, you meet new people and you get home to an empty room, alone.. you start to sing along with the temptations, imagining that someone owns you, imagining that someone out there is thinking of you. You take off your clothes, you put your PJs on, you drink a cold glass of milk, you shut the lights and you lay down on your cold bed, smiling despite feeling empty, hoping that you'll get there, hoping that you'll make it, hoping to see yourself getting picked up by a smiling man, whose eyes glitter because he is so damn in love with you, you go home with him to a warm place with your mom waiting, holding your son's little hands and your dad laughing because of your daughter's little eyes, you hope to get there that's why you're here.. you feel empty now but that's alright because you know that someday that dream of yours is just so near
Gessika Savillo (My modern fairy tale)
