I’m back to ground, dust as I am
Lost myself in a wretched maze
Hear all the bass
Paced all I could
Footsteps like a thief
Can’t hear the stomp
I’ve listened to all my tapes
Feels like an infinite loop
Unsure of myself
Wondering who’s in the mirror
Yelling at her – show me how you fight
Hold me down!
“For what? You’re on the floor!”
Yelling back – show me how you lived!
Crowd goes wild
Mirror stares back
All four corners of the room surrounding her
Sirens like a track
Fingers waved around
Sweaty hair in a messy ponytail
Cry as it may
Be as you are
For the longest time, my favorite shape was a circle. I liked its repetition and how it symbolizes forever. Infinity.
Two years ago, I packed my bags and before I left the airport, my elder siblings hugged me tight and said goodbye. That broke my love for circles. For mornings, I’d search for familiarity in faces. A reference or a joke – I talked about beginnings, they talked about the weather. I talked about coffee sessions and they talked about drinking sessions.
From days turned to months and months turned into seasons. Two winters later and a semi version of Spring later, I saw a face at a train station. She wore a gigantic bag pack and held a cup of coffee. I hugged her tight and said hello!
We took a photo together with the name of the train station above our heads to remember this moment we meet again.
These circles were cut in the middle and flattened out as straight lines, years have changed us. Broken us apart and pieces are still finding it’s way back.
From airports to phone calls to train rides, these lines have kept us together. Perhaps cut circles weren’t damaged goods but new pathways to meet and to move forward.
I like these lines.
He wants to give you heaven and earth before anyone can promise you the sun and the moon.
Source: Let Him Love You First