I remember the feelings of the first day when I said what I meant. And I remember feeling brave and courageous and like an honest coward that never dreamt of being a hero. It felt predestined to be the tragic figure of a Homerian epic and it seemed written in the stars that nothing was to amount from this.
But in all honesty, something rose from the nothing. And like the cataclysmic event that began the universe, that something grew to exponential proportions [Just like your mom]. I imagined it too big to bear [That's what she said], and yet too small to care.
I didn't think I would have considered it back then. I couldn't have cared less how things turned out, but now it seems overwhelmingly large to ignore [That's what your mom said last night].
And just when I thought I made it out alive, I did.
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