i need you to pretend that we are in love again
and you agreed to.
i want so badly to believe
that there is truth
that love is real
and i want life in every word
to the extent that it's absurd.
--the postal service (from: Clark Gable)
i try to be a rock.
but i have never been a rock.
it's martin luther king jr's birthday, and i am here to report that I have had a waking dream.
i have the smell in my clothes and the bags under my eyes are filled with the tokens of a soul's journey. have you ever been so close to something that you tingled with the anticipation of experience and knowledge: realization, but held back for fear of unredeemable loss? it is in sleeplessness, that distance between what we think of as accurate perception and the rawness of a fragility that seeks purest truth, in which I find a dream.
its a dream filled with certainty and love. a dream filled with the loneliness and companionship.
i have had a waking dream in which i was true.
if anything, the dream told me that I am not as good at loving as I thought.
and if it told me anything else it was that I'm not as good at being loved as I should be either.
tall words for a short girl.
You scored as Loner.
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