8.10.2011

tell me what's the difference if i go back to normal again?

Things might be different in a house with a patio, sliding glass doors and vases.


Maybe if my parents held hands when I was little I'd know the way you and I could fit together. Instead I saw the suitcases packed every night, I recited the old dark stories, I remembered to run away.


I'd like nothing more than to hear you ask me to stay. I only wish I had an idea how.