straight trees and swingers,

the wind blows
moves the trees\
sway sway and stay\
rooted to the ground
but all those
who cant do the dance
straight as an arrow
dont stand a chance.



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//////////////////shadows/////

shadow like memories
cloud my mind
we're too old
we remember and regret
that our moments have passed
the time gone

i close my eyes and
alive and again
there we were
like everyday that was
fragrant of you
i cant take it all in
i never could

the shadows lie over me
over us, over our time
like your face in the candlelight
we feel it reaching out
and making us dream again

i'm so scared
scared we'll lose to the shadows
the brilliant colours will fade
we'll be alone watching
shadows behind us
shadows around us

(i'm going to\
wrap your hands in mine\ hold that time
till the shadow begins to glow
begins to flow
into us)

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like a baby

I feel like a baby. And it’s the best feeling in the world. It’s a feeling I’ve not had since forever. Since I guess I really was a child. It made me feel wonderful. Like I was tiny and vulnerable. Like a little kitten.  haha!
My parents have always been protective. In fact they have this lovely balance that I don’t know how they manage to have. They stand by and watch me walk away. I had my own driver and car to take me to college everyday. My mom would always be there. My dad would make sure everything’s always ok, that I always have the best. He shouldn’t worry, because I have him. My brother went out of his way during my teenager life to lay down the law with any misbehaving character.

I thought those days were a little behind me. At least so I thought. I’m a grown woman. Independent…to a fault. Live in a bit of a bubble, guilty about being a little ignorant of chores. But I don’t like anyone doing anything for me. I just don’t expect it.
So then there was this sweet moment. It’s a little late at night, and I’m driving home. My dad shows up.
Makes me drives right behind his car. Slows down and finds me if another car gets in the middle.
I felt like such a baby!

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p.s. my bf is always treating me like a baby. (thank you :*) But when the parents treat you like a baby its just deja vu!

bits and pieces

life doesn’t last forever. There’s no right age to “live it up” and there’s no age to die. There’s no age to start earning for your entire family if you have to, there’s no age to feel stressed out. There’s no age to dream. There’s no age to donate, no rule to be rich. There’s no bank balance requirement to help someone out. There’s nothing called the perfect size, the most beautiful woman on earth, nothing called a fairytale marriage, nothing about being flawless, about being constantly right, always on time, being the best friend, mother, sister daughter or just plain “being the best”.

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