On wings of integrity: Don't You Wish

Monday, October 19, 2009

Don't You Wish

That you could just run forever and ever and never have to go home or see anyone ever again?
Today, god. My urge to just run till I died, was on maximum levels.
It just sounds so nice to be able to run into the sunset, never look back, and take deep breaths in and out.
I wish it was all as simple as that.

"You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for"

Richard Siken