I meant to write about it.
Describe all of it in painstaking detail, so I wouldn't forget.
But I don't want to anymore.
I couldn't share then, I don't want to now.
Because if I do, it'll talk it away.
And I'm selfish.
This is mine.
I will share it sometimes-
With people who already know, understand...
I'll look at them, and we'll both smile quietly, and share.
We are all that.
So.
It's lovely. full stop.
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was it really?all that lovely?
kind of. the setting definitely was. the people weren't really. the competition was. and being sent was too.
i believe you. no doubt.
and i've written. some. not my best. but it's something. and i'm learning how to start again.
ok, it wasn't. i've romanticized. this is what i imagined it would be. the slaters dream.
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