Best aunty

I have the best aunt ever.

She is so outstanding that one billions words can’t explained.

Not to mention that we are not blood related.

I just can’t put in plain words how great she is and how much I treasure her.

You are awesome!

Will you?

Come down, go high up.

Just to find me, fall with me.

I’ll fall, if you say fall.

Mile high dive words get lost full speed.

Crash land, as hard as we can.

No, I’m not afraid of hitting the ground.

Sky dive with me, will you?

Jump off the plane at 15,000 feet.

Count to three, draw a breath, jump!

Spinning into the blue, the plane growing smaller and smaller with the sun behind it.

Lighthing up, we’re flying!

Again,

Jump with me, into the air, feel the thril; the freedom; soar through the clouds.

Sky dive with me, will you?

Stop

I just want to go away.

Away from this place.

Away from everything.

Away from your gobbledygook.

Away from your unreasonable.

Away from your irritation.

Leave me alone.

Stop the gibberish.

Meeney Miney

Life was so much easier when our worries were when recess was too short;

Decisions were solved by eeni meeney miney mo;

Only skinned knees brought tears;

Boys were yucky and goodbyes meant tomorrow.

Fly

You love someone, you open yourself up to suffering, that’s the sad truth

Maybe they’ll break your heart, maybe you’ll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way.

Those are the risks.

In the darkest moment before dawn, a woman returns to her bed. What life is she living? Is it the same life she live an hour ago; a day ago; or a year ago?

The thought of losing so much control of a person’s happiness, is unbaredable.

That’s the burden.

Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us.

Burden that allow us to fly.

Every now and then I fall apart.

Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream.

Every now and then I get a little tired and I fume.

Every now and then I get a little confuse and I lost.

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

But I know one day I will find my way.

I hold on a little faith.

Sometimes

Sometimes, something somehow is just not easy.

Something somehow is just not meant to be.

Something somehow is just not as what you think.

By hook or by cook, is just not.

Sometimes, I just want to run away.