I am attracted to her soul. I know there are some people who are going to think I need to be bitch slapped back into reality...and perhaps it does sound insane, but it's the only way I can explain it.
Her soul is amazing and if she could let that get to the surface, she'd be such an amazing happy girl. But all of that good stuff in her soul gets distorted on it's way to the surface. Does anyone but me understand that?
I've always been attracted to people with old souls. Skye's isn't old, it's bright and white and glowing...but it's muted by all of the stuff in her head and her heart. With her head she worries too much, and her heart is a flitty little thing like a butterfly. But if she ever manages to muddle through the muck-and really lets her soul guide her-omg. I don't even think I could handle it.
I haven't felt that content is so long. Warm and content and cozy. If you know me, you know content is what I crave more than anything.
I got a little choked up last night at her apartment-I don't even think she noticed. But I hate Thanksgiving in NY. It always feels so cold and lonely for me. I miss my dad. I miss my family-my brothers and cousins. And, being with her last night made me feel good...and content.
I don't think she gets it. I doubt she ever will. Someday she might, when she's older. Until then...I'll just continue to admire from afar. :)
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