she had this new found freedom , a pleasant lifelessness . she floated for a week .
& her relationship w. him was good for once. no attitude no arguments .
UNREAL .
even in her adult age her mother demanded that she’d call when she got to her destination , previously she only requested .
she shared that feeling .
her 32nd birthday was a milestone that she hoped to reach in life because then the curse would be over & she would be able to LIVE & follow her dreams . she only sprinkled her talents now , because the good die young . so she made it her mission to be bad ass but close enough to good that heaven was still in sight .
her “I love you”‘s were rampant . sometimes annoying because she’d say it every few minutes . they always had meaning .
she always felt that death was around her . lurking . creeping . it was a fate she’d inevitably have to meet .
she looked it dead in the eye on more than one occasion . luckily she straddled that line , limbo .
but when it catches up to her , it will be innocent but not kind . her dreams, tears spilled into tissue & linen .
released & wiped away . massaged into the minds of those who knew, know, loved, & hated .
suddenly her advice is headed . the iluvu’s: needed . the multiplicity never exceeded . she’s just a memory in the hall of fame . another one lost to the game .

May 14th, 2009 - 2:25 pm
so when you write your first novel.. i got dibs on one of the first copies!
May 14th, 2009 - 3:40 pm
DAmn tho… =( So he played her? Life played her?