19 January 2010

catch the foxes, maybe. but you cant catch us, no.

i never knew what it meant to miss someone who was just here. it seems like a second ago. but it was years. just a moment ago you were here. and even though your meaning to come here isnt exactly me i dont care. i swear your the coolest kid ive ever met. because were going to run down the first train home with eyes on our hands and glitter on our feet so when we run we'll have a trail. we will have multiple ribbons tied to us trailing behind in the wind. we will give out polaroids with quoted song of solomon on them. we will kiss everyone on the cheek with our red and orange lips. we will wear white floating dresses where the sun will shine through us. our eyes will have glitter plasted on and we will draw eyes on our eyelids because were always watching. we will whisper to each other and people will follow us because they want to know what were saying. we will wear shell chains around our necks and ankles. we have silver lockets mine with nothing inside. we can have fireflies following us and we will make our way into the woods where we can dance and sing and laugh. people will watch us on a tv screen. wishing. just wishing. they were there too. the stars will shine in the sky and the fireflies will light up and show us the way into a giant cubby house in the giant oak trees that have twisted vines all around them. and up there we will sit with fairy wings on our back and we will sit on a lilac coloured rug. and we will drink ice tea in tea cups sipping holding the tea plate up to our face. our nails will be painted bright red and shine out into the world. and if you ever went into the woods you would see us there. up in the trees with a bright light shining out the little windows. and we dont notice but all the butterflies and birds are sitting on the roof. because we know. and i know. that this is what my life will be. and is.