i have simple and few things to say.
and I'm not going to say them.
i will keep them in my locked heart, where they will forever belong.
where they will forever stay.
i will probably sort through them and organize them. because they very badly need to be organized. i will probably put them away, back into their labeled file cabinet.
i will probably frame them, or put them in scrap books in 30 or so years. all the pictures will be black and white. and the words will be invisible,to all other sous, but mine.
i will place them on green shelves that will collect dust over the decades. those scrap books and dust will become very close acquaintances. they will have their usual late night conversations and early morning bitterness together. the books and the dust will probably leave the green shelf alone, and they will have their daily brunch.while they cradle their pride in their arms. yes. the books and the dust will do this.
when i die.
no one will want my simple words, or my scrap booked feelings.
so where will they go? certainly my cats will not want them, and why would my mother care? will they just stay in my little house forever? while the dust gets higher and higher? and the green shelf gets lonelier and lonelier?
i would have lost all touch with my friends, so it's not like i could hand it to them.
perhaps, i will just have to throw all my simple words and feelings into a bottle. and then i could send that bottle to the sea. and the sea could keep them.
i will tie a green ribbon around the bottle. but the bottle must never be opened. i will have to seal it forever, before i toss it to the sea.
or perhaps i could just keep the words and feelings in my heart were they belong, and i could keep them sealed from myself, and they will never be opened. or organized. or sorted. or scrap booked. or framed. or put into a labeled file cabinet.
perhaps. they will just stay in my locked heart. where they will forever belong.
where they will forever stay.
man in the moon, can we be in love?
the man in the moon is always smiling. cause he's in love.
he's in love with the girl in the world.
sarah janelle.
