When you fall, maybe you scratch your knee, or bruise an elbow. Maybe you crack your skull, or twist your ankle. But Mom & Dad always come rushing with a bandaid and car keys ready to head to the ER. And eventually everything heals.
Ha, when I fall my heart shatters. In one million and TWO pieces.
My chest is empty, longing for someone to patch the broken pieces with a bandaid. But when the sun goes down, I have no other choice than to pick them up and aid myself. Because it's dark, and nobody owns a flashlight.
"And eventually everything heals.
ReplyDeleteBecause it's dark, and nobody owns a flashlight"
Goodness. You say you don't know how to write?! BULL.
I have a phone light when you need me bre, it's not much but something.