EvieC

I used to think that love had to involve sacrifice, because of the role it played in my family while I was growing up. I still remember the slamming doors and the screams, with little me just wanting to escape from it all.

From a distance, I observe the forest.
As I look up at the sky, dark clouds begin to gather.
Soon, rain pours down and heavy winds blow the leaves.
The thunder is loud and the lightning strikes, burning trees.

As I gaze up at the stars, I witness the obscured horizon of the universe with each passing moment. Every flash of light, every joyous event, and every subsequent occurrence, I can see happening in one isolated place - my mind.

As I gaze up at the stars, I witness the obscured horizon of the universe with each passing moment. Every flash of light, every joyous event, and every subsequent occurrence, I can see happening in one isolated place - my mind.

It stung like a bee waiting to leave this earth.
It rose up like the sun.
It waited while the waves passed.
It wept out loud to the crowd.
It jumped high into the air.
It left behind all that cared.

The old worn down pictures in that small camera,
Those old memories that were lost with time.
That flask of hope gnawing on the lens.
Those pictures kept away from reality,
For no one else to see-