so.
Here's the thing: who cares? Relate our petty concerns and interests with the world (not our world) and you'll find that we are incredibly insignificant and as much as I try to make things matter more, nothing anchors them down with weight and all I can hear is the child inside me weeping.
Rosy- she breaks my heart. I look at her and I feel as though I myself am teetering close to the edge (and a sweet surrender to vertigo comes awfully close to lure me). I want to hold her and tell her that I wish I wish I wish for sunshine to warm all the world around her (her world) (and will you please help me reconcile with my awful awful losses) and oh please I want to hold her and sob until all the sadness held inside her (me) is washed away because rain will make the flowers grow. I want to tell her to 'hold on' but do I really want to say that to her or is it really for me? I want to hold her and comfort her (I want her to hold me because maybe she might understand). I want to tell her I only want the best for her, I wish her only the very best, I want her life to be well and good and lovely, I want her to be happy and smile like she means it and know that she is an incredibly beautiful person. Please.









