She clung to those words, believing they meant what she heard, what she dreamed of for so long. Fear lapped her. Was she the first to experience this anquish-laced joy? For years, every song, every note reminded her of that dream she held too tightly. A dream now too habitual for reality to ever sustain.
July 4, 2008
July 10th, 2008 at 10:35 pm
live your life, not expecting the dream, but be yourself and kind to others and it will come true all on its own