when you feel to the bottom of your heart
so tonight the topic was as deep as our souls would take us
literally
tonight our forte was love and soul mates and everything pixy sticks and lilacs
which is just how i like it
i pondered the three names that came to mind when "soul mate" became the questionaire for the hour
yet i could only still place my finger on one that whole heatedly felt true
soul mate= not knowing someone, yet feeling all that consumes them
people say best friends are the ones you can tell anything to
but with a soul mate words are not necessary bc the pain tears and sweat can be felt with a glance
its that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you know somethings wrong
and you call them to make sure they arent whispering help
and you wake them from a nightmare that includes clowns and pirates
and then you cry for them, not bc you are sad or scared too...simply because you are one heart
now we have decided you can have more then one soul mate
they can come in forms of lovers or friends or complete strangers
and we now know that this is what sometimes keeps them apart
bc we also decided we are entirely too fucking deep for everyone to understand, much less likely be willing to succumb to all this bullshit that appears evident in our experiences and wonders
but it is a wonder to be able to decipher your childhood and figure out why we are the way we are
and we are both the same...she a little worse off than i
because of underlying events that would make you crumble if you knew the truth
a truth i never even knew existed until i was 16 years old
i never knew that my memories of sitting in the hallway in tears in my sisters arms while prying that he wouldnt...well no need to cause falls and skinned knees, but i didnt know it was actually....nonfiction
and its a difficult past to face, mostly to forgive, and even harder to try and forget
but we are alright....we are alright good girls with our heads held high
and we are lucky as hell
and iam so thankful for that luck, id prefer to call it "God"
all in all it could be a lot worse....and i could be a lot less happy then iam now, which would still be fine considering iam enthralled ecstatically in this leading lady lifestyle
now im empty, i have expressed an hour of time to you, excuse the real lack of emotion but to put it into words for you would be merely well...indescribable
which probably suits you just fine
literally
tonight our forte was love and soul mates and everything pixy sticks and lilacs
which is just how i like it
i pondered the three names that came to mind when "soul mate" became the questionaire for the hour
yet i could only still place my finger on one that whole heatedly felt true
soul mate= not knowing someone, yet feeling all that consumes them
people say best friends are the ones you can tell anything to
but with a soul mate words are not necessary bc the pain tears and sweat can be felt with a glance
its that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you know somethings wrong
and you call them to make sure they arent whispering help
and you wake them from a nightmare that includes clowns and pirates
and then you cry for them, not bc you are sad or scared too...simply because you are one heart
now we have decided you can have more then one soul mate
they can come in forms of lovers or friends or complete strangers
and we now know that this is what sometimes keeps them apart
bc we also decided we are entirely too fucking deep for everyone to understand, much less likely be willing to succumb to all this bullshit that appears evident in our experiences and wonders
but it is a wonder to be able to decipher your childhood and figure out why we are the way we are
and we are both the same...she a little worse off than i
because of underlying events that would make you crumble if you knew the truth
a truth i never even knew existed until i was 16 years old
i never knew that my memories of sitting in the hallway in tears in my sisters arms while prying that he wouldnt...well no need to cause falls and skinned knees, but i didnt know it was actually....nonfiction
and its a difficult past to face, mostly to forgive, and even harder to try and forget
but we are alright....we are alright good girls with our heads held high
and we are lucky as hell
and iam so thankful for that luck, id prefer to call it "God"
all in all it could be a lot worse....and i could be a lot less happy then iam now, which would still be fine considering iam enthralled ecstatically in this leading lady lifestyle
now im empty, i have expressed an hour of time to you, excuse the real lack of emotion but to put it into words for you would be merely well...indescribable
which probably suits you just fine