Sunday, January 5, 2014

“Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing… I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know.”
Practical Magic (1998)


I'll walk a thousand miles
And be invisible to a thousand eyes
Invincible at times
Defeatable at every second
And my words will be whispered
Falling on deafened ears
Caught up in nothing