Kaila Wolf. 19, Aquarius.
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Theres a brief moment when you first wake up, where you have no memories. A blissful blank slate, a happy emptiness.
Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.
I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.