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that’s how i unintentionally sit, the girl at the house with the light and the shade. facing everything i don’t know, living in ambiguity, learning to breathe and wondering how not to wonder. it will all show itself in time, this axis i spin on, this dream i wade through. you say, and i try not to hope, i try not to rely. but still, each morning, i wish, i write, i save the best for you to hold in your hands. pull me into reality, take us through the fog, walk me towards this next chapter. i feel soft and mellow and easy as your voice surrounds me, but still the shadows remain. will. if. how. when. can. no more words, no more contemplation. i sit in this corner and think of how this must be true. how can we not be true. be there. be here. i wait for your call, still, the girl at the house with the light and the shade.