Writing

Our story always ends the same

No matter how many pages I turn

In the end

I’m the friend in need

And you’re the main character, always having to help me

I try to rip the pages out

I saw you today

For the first time in months

It feels like I haven’t seen you in ages

I used to hope

We stayed apart

Never faltering too close to one another

But as I look into your eyes

A girl and her friend were sitting at their table during lunch...

I tell this story to my children often enough that I fear they will memorize it and think it real. I thought it was real too when I was younger. Now I know better.

If only they thought of everyone

Not just themselves

Think about it

Millions of people

Saved 

What about the people who can’t help themselves

Blaring alarm at 5 AM.

Jumps out of bed to work

The dirty work left to her

Hauling hay before school.

Changes into a little black dress.

Eyeliner to cover her exhaustion

A pretty little teacup