Monday, October 30, 2006
don't leave me here
I don't want to look at you right now. Every time you call my name I act like I didn't hear you, because you'll ask me to do something, get something of yours from my room and open your suitcase and make room to fit all your things in. The more I listen to you the less I have of you in my room. So I lie on your bed and let my head dangle from it upside down. It smells of your perfume, it smells of home. And soon it'll be gone, when the sheets are washed and everything is re-arranged. It'll all be gone. Gone
I scan the room and everything is upside down, left to right, top to bottom. It's a little blurry but I still know what's going on. I don't want you to leave, and if you have to, then take me with you. I want to go home, or so I call it to be. Even if it is for all the selfish reasons, i don't care. When you leave, everything will be back to the way it was and I don't want that, because....well I forgot what I was going to say now.
I cannot help but feel angry and unreasonable. I cannot help but feel jealous.
I don't like airports.
This is hard.
4 Comments:
but why? why you don't wanna look .. why you act that u didn't hear .. why is everything upside down? Why don't u like airports .. did u like them before?
i'm in denial i guess.
aww, airports are good. they are just like crossroads!
airports are always beginnings to and end...or end to a beginning!