love is only a moment passed through, not somewhere you can go and live.
a. when people decide that they no longer want to buy refrigerated items such as meat or cheese, why do they insist on trying to hide them?! i don’t care if you no longer want that yogurt, but i do care if you don’t put it back. it takes us a long time to notice the hidden foods shoved under the…
e. when people buy one chocolate bar or bottle of pop and ask for a bag
f. people who put their basket on the till and just watch me unload it for them
g. when people assume that a price tag somewhere near the item they want to buy is specifically for that item.. just read the tag
a. when people decide that they no longer want to buy refrigerated items such as meat or cheese, why do they insist on trying to hide them?! i don’t care if you no longer want that yogurt, but i do care if you don’t put it back. it takes us a long time to notice the hidden foods shoved under the candy and after a while, they go warm and are no longer good. you wouldn’t want to buy something you knew was sitting out for hours!! so instead, why don’t you just let me know that you’re too lazy to walk back and put it away and i’ll go do it for you?
b. when i go out of my way to ask how you’re doing, or say hello, and you ignore me. if i’m going to make an effort, so should you.
c. if you know that people stack baskets on top of each other at the end of the till, why on earth would you leave bread inside? and if you see bread inside the basket, what compels you to just stack your basket on top of it as if it doesn’t exist? are you going to buy the squished bread? i’m guessing no.
d. when you yell at me because you are displeased about a store policy. oh i’m sorry, i woke up one day and invented every single one of our rules. let me just go call headquarters and get that changed for you.
it comforts me that although you’re halfway around the world tonight, you’re staring up at the same bright moon as i am.
sometimes i feel shame, not for the wrong things i have done, but for the right things that i didn’t.
i wanted to put into words how the hair on my skin stands up when i think of the summer breeze, and how i get chills when i see my clothing strewn across my room, ready to be packed. i wanted to explain to you how i clasp my hands around my journal every night, excited for the stories i’ll get to write in it and the pages i’ll fill up with memories. i couldn’t put these feelings into words, but you looked at me today and i think you knew it too. home will no longer be a bed in the corner of my blue room, but instead a knowing glance from my two best friends which reminds me that the most comfortable places are the ones where we are surrounded by those we love.
i want trains whizzing by and dust settling around me and warn sunrises in foreign countries: but most of all, i want them all with you.
i hope you keep me safe.
earth below me
fire within me
i know that one day i’ll see you on the street, and it’ll be bittersweet.
and once again, i come back to the notion of time and how it doesn’t stop for anybody. we are just spinning away in circles, on time’s watch, and we have no say in when things should or will happen: it is both a beautiful and tragic thing to not be the leader of your destiny. we can map out our fates and plan out our paths, but in the end, it is time that decides what direction we end up facing.
if the sky were to suddenly open up, there would be no law, there would be no rule. there would only be you and your memories, the choices you’ve made, the people you’ve touched.
i find it oddly comforting to believe that we are all connected through six degrees of seperation. i am constantly in awe of how small of a world we live in, even with seven billion of us on it.
