Sunday, March 30, 2014

to: my moon and my clouds, but mostly my sun

my cold wet hair can't chill me
neither can my open window.
my blankets are on the floor.

i don't need them anymore.

i gave my mom my space heater
and haven't worn gloves in months.
i leave my thick socks in my drawer.

i don't need them anymore.

because i was shivering for so many months,
maybe so many years, and i loved a far away moon
for all that time,
and i thought that moonbeams were bright enough
to keep my heart from going numb,
of course i was wrong,
and the sun rose eventually
and dew disappeared
and even the clouds i didn't see for so much of my life
clapped as they watched me
learn how to breathe
remember how to love
live in the sun
and heal.

3 comments:

  1. You challenge me to write better, and I will never succeed.

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  2. I dont know how but we must be related(:

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  3. I love this so so so much.

    "because i was shivering for so many months,
    maybe so many years, and i loved a far away moon
    for all that time,
    and i thought that moonbeams were bright enough
    to keep my heart from going numb,"

    incredible.

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